“Little tornadoes” & “Leftovers”: two Thanksgiving poems

Little Tornadoes Inside lives a cyclone  that can throw him to the floor.  A punch to the arm  he craves, a battle in his ears to slay the storm within.  Give him a cinnamon stick, ginger beer,  whiskey cranberry sauce, a lemon — anything  to burn the fireworks  in his mouth. I don’t know where […]

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Traveling with Fairy

Because she is of the wilderness, why shouldn’t the rhythm of a thousand hustling feet induce her to run through TSA? Because when riding an escalator, why shouldn’t she wait for the prettiest step, although it may mean losing Mommy who has alteady gone ahead and landing spread eagle upside down between five metal moving […]

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The Real Reason Your Friends Post So Many Pictures of their Kids Online

For a parent, there’s only one other day as dreaded as Halloween, and that’s School Picture Day. I know are probably thinking, What could be more terrifying than having to sew the perfect Minecraft Enderman outfit in time for the Halloween candy crush, only to be followed by red dye psychosis and a visit to […]

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Out of Gas & Cell Service on the Chilkat Pass

My husband has jerry-rigged so much stuff, his last name should be a verb: “Wow, you really Haffner’d that one…” “Dang, check out that Haffner!” And the more embarrassing, “Sort of a half-ass Haffner, don’t you think?” Don’t get me wrong, I mean this in the most loving way possible. If it weren’t for his […]

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Thunder, Lightning, and I Found My Spirit Animal

Ahhhhh, Takhini Hot Springs… a lovely outdoor Olympic pool-sized bath fed by the natural hot springs of the Takhini underworld, where everything moves as if in slow-motion– like after dancing it up all night in the club then walking into daylight for the first time in a blurry-eyed state of blissful exhaustion just as the […]

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