Let it Go

Sometimes you just have to let shit go, no matter how deep the burn.

Oh Malheureuse!

I’m very excited to have three of my poems in French posted at La Prairie des Femmes as part of her “Oh Malheurese!” series. On her blog, teacher, writer, musician and photographer Ashlee Wilson Michot recalls, “As a woman who learned lots of French from Cajun and Zydeco music, I was struck at how many…

Anniversaries, Adulting and Snuggling with Tina Fey

Yesterday would have been my great-grandfather’s 118th birthday and my 26th wedding anniversary. The day before yesterday would have been Nana and PawPaw’s 74th anniversary? Whoa.   I was a young thing when I got married, and it only lasted a couple of years. But I will say it was a learning experience. I have…

Seattle: Coffee, Donuts and Another Life

Two days ago聽was National Donut Day. We have decent (actually really good) donuts in Lafayette, but certain foods oftentimes taste better when you have memories to attach them to. When I was little, I really loved Shipley Do-Nuts in Alexandria. Not only were they packed with sugar plus jam or icing or creamy stuff, but…