Not much makes me happier than to sing, DANCE, and CLANG about in the kitchen. In these days of SCANT hope, my heart is lifted by the preparation of good food and the chance to share the abundance with others. It is in those moments that I can truly feel that all will be well.

Georg’ann

Catch and Release
It was only a BRIEF thought,
I caught it in time, reeling it in.
Disheartened by how easy it is
to be pulled out of myself.
Setting in motion the reflexive adjustments of accommodation. Convoluted negotiations.
“SOUND the alarms,
she’s starting to SLANT.”
I braced against the force,
held steady, and then cut the line.
Reserved the SCANT bit of energy,
enough to sustain.
This woman didn’t go overboard.

Heather