Monday Mornings + Mary Oliver

  Musings from this spring. Sage and peonies, Monday mornings are yours. The bakery doors locked, the Insta-mommies running errands and too busy to post. An alarm that finally doesn't need setting. You trim flowers in the sink as their stems splay out across old cereal bowls and semi-rinsed recycling. The local news hums quietly... Continue Reading →

4am//4pm

4pm// The pending. Reach for coffee (“but it’s just a little one”). Sly and percolated, the idea of a nap. The nannies are tired. They wish their kids were too. 2am for the cardiologist beneath blackout curtains, forehead stamped with ownership from the face shield. Gently polishing wine glasses behind the bar with music blasting... Continue Reading →

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