Month: July 2015

I stand on the wood floor of the shower, the wooden slats

Lynne Golodner July 31, 2015

It’s the same person, day after day. Some days, I wake up

Lynne Golodner July 30, 2015

Full long days in bright sun. Ocean waves of morning sparkle like

Lynne Golodner July 29, 2015

I awoke to the rain trailing down consistently, persistently, on the roof,

Lynne Golodner July 27, 2015

There is a prayer for the first time you see the ocean

Lynne Golodner July 26, 2015

When your kid says he wants to find a place to hear

Lynne Golodner July 23, 2015

Could she ever be free of him? The long, dark nights filled

Lynne Golodner July 22, 2015

The therapist recommended that my children need to just feel joy. Pure,

Lynne Golodner July 21, 2015

A photo follows. Or an admission. Or an announcement. This phrasing appears

Lynne Golodner July 19, 2015

He’s always the first one up, Shaya. His quiet footsteps against the

Lynne Golodner July 17, 2015