I am Heidi. Heart daughter of Helen. Birth daughter of Irene. Granddaughter of Sue and Alma. Great granddaughter of Honey Continue reading
I could feel the tinglings of a flu developing on Monday afternoon. The tickle in my throat, always in the Continue reading
I was born into a line of shattered women passing shame from one generation to the next. My mother instilled Continue reading
A mango sun blazed streaks of gold across the shadows on that balmy hot afternoon in the desert. I sat Continue reading
Mother promised we’d never live in apartments again, Since the kids in the complex bashed Chuck’s head open. So Continue reading
My kind of stuff. Reminds me of Dr. Joe Dispenza’s work.
A river of women flows through me, their ancient bones tumbled into blood red clay— the silt of centuries carried Continue reading