Tiptoes

Tiptoeing around edges of my past Wondering, ever wondering Are ten months enough to forsake my home… For, it sounds like a trumpet’s lost echo      rather than current           reality.   Former days whisper      the SUV there, shouting about my faraway friend...

From the midst of the waves

“It’s not every day you get a tsunami warning for your hometown,” I’ve commented twice tonight.      Maybe it’s brilliant procrastination from my teaching lesson, maybe it’s overtiredness and not wanting to go to bed, but oh despite...

Jokes

It was my birthday, a year ago. My family had set up a surprise dinner at this secret spot on our Hawaiian shore. Kendra made beautiful chocolate cupcakes and Jordan snagged this shot. I was cracking up, only in the way that being with my siblings can complete. Why?...

Mother

I love my mum. I love the way she stops what she’s doing and gets on Skype as soon as possible when I’ve texted her. I love the way she lets me ramble, then will reign me back in with one simple, profound word of advice. I love how she encourages me to...