Rain fell from a black sky But the sand beneath her Drank it from existence And she stood waiting As the rain fell on her Face, neck, arms, breasts Accumulating As if she was made of wax Her body was exposed Naked And spotted with age Her hair was long The color of tarnished nickel…
She had been lying on the floor staring at the ceiling for some length of time. The sun had come and gone and the day had not made any new marks upon her recollection. Realization would come. But not right now. Eventually she would fall asleep and dream about screaming cats and falling rainbows. Hordes…
I can tell because of the fog That I must take special care I must write my name in it On the foggy piece of glass So as to not forget myself It’s easy to get lost inside The wisps of “here nor there” Surrounded by smoky layers Of “what if’s” and “why not’s”…
Please welcome Don Ortolano to #BeREALationships. Where did this relationship between brothers start? Well, actually, it started before my younger brother, Robert, was even born. I recall the day well, even though it is in many ways, an eternity ago. It was one of those beautiful, cool sunny days in New York and I was…
Please welcome Jennifer Ortolano to #BeREALationships. I have always had issues with feeling good enough, feeling worthy enough, and well, just feeling enough. It is important to note that none of my issues stems from my childhood. My childhood was as close to perfect as one could get. You see, I believe I was born…
Please welcome Elaheh Bos to #BeReal. If you have some time I very highly recommend you check out her website because her books are amazing and my daughter loves them. When my oldest daughter was three years old and as intense and curious as she is now, she opened a can of sardines, ate a few…
Time. We manipulate it somehow. The world does. Or society does with our schedules and our routines. Our calendars and the way we mark off the years. The way we pencil in meetings and make plans that we either rush towards or cancel. Time. It is the one constant. A rigid passing that we can…
I have been so super busy getting my post divorce life in order that I had to hit PAUSE for just a short time on my #BeREAL series. But I have some great voices left to share soon. In the meantime though… I want to share a few good things to offset the negativity that…
Please welcome Annah Elizabeth to #BeREALationships. What do you think people see when they see your image? This answer will roll from my keyboard and onto the screen like melted butter down your chin. Smart…got it all together…successful business…leader…mentor…teacher…compassionate friend…justice seeker…student advocate…sweet…nurturing…devoted mother…Mama Bear… Perfect family… These are not my words, but a few descriptors…
Please welcome Heather LeRoss to #BeREALationships. I wrote this poem last year to a woman who had been like a sister to me, near the 1 year anniversary of her death. We’d been like family but had lost touch in recent years because, well, life I think. She was struggling and unhappy and I was…
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