Bruce Springsteen and Me

Lately, you’ve read some of my poems detailing the struggle I’ve had over the year with recovering from a heart attack, my triple bypass, gall bladder surgery and pancreatitis. It was a full year of not knowing if I’d ever feel good again, or work doing what I love, or being able to do the […]

All You Who Sleep Tonight

1 year ago this weekend, I had triple bypass surgery. It’s been a very difficult year save for the brightness of my marriage to my husband, John, last summer and the continuing love he brings. I wrote a cycle of poems that I thought I was finished with, which I presented at the Rainier Valley Lit Crawl […]

Hubris

I never want to know the many things they did when they flayed open my chest, my arm, cracked my sternum and stopped my heart. Blissful ignorance is what I needed, and some drugs, buckets of them. I was reminded too much of salmon, gutted torsos, lungs, heart, parts. But that’s how they do, these magicians, these […]

The Historical Heart

Remembering everything, the heart, at last, breaks. At first, in the undulating folds as my fetus came together the cleft separated, a misaligned heart began, beating days upon days. It remembered the fall, and mother carrying me to hospital, the salt-air summers in Balboa – running full ‘round the boardwalk. The heart worked hard during […]