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Words On Home

posted on: June 18, 2018


"no one leaves home unless
home is the mouth of a shark
you only run for the border
when you see the whole city running as well

your neighbors running faster than you
breath bloody in their throats
the boy you went to school with
who kissed you dizzy behind the old tin factory
is holding a gun bigger than his body
you only leave home
when home won't let you stay.

no one leaves home unless home chases you
fire under feet
hot blood in your belly
it's not something you ever thought of doing
until the blade burnt threats into
your neck
and even then you carried the anthem under
your breath
only tearing up your passport in an airport toilets
sobbing as each mouthful of paper
made it clear that you wouldn't be going back.

you have to understand,
that no one puts their children in a boat
unless the water is safer than the land
no one burns their palms
under trains
beneath carriages
no one spends days and nights in the stomach of a truck
feeding on newspaper unless the miles travelled
means something more than journey.
no one crawls under fences
no one wants to be beaten
pitied

no one chooses refugee camps
or strip searches where your
body is left aching
or prison,
because prison is safer
than a city of fire
and one prison guard
in the night
is better than a truckload
of men who look like your father
no one could take it
no one could stomach it
no one skin would be tough enough....."

Home in full by Warsan Shire

I have donated to RAICES. You should too. A wealth of information on how to help keep families together, laws, and if these families will ever be reunited right here. Photos by John Moore

A Dress That Moves

posted on: June 15, 2018



I've had this dress thrown across the edge of my bed for two weeks. There are evenings when I've convinced myself it's acceptable to wear it just once more in the span of a month. For instance, there was one rainy morning, when I tried to convince myself that I could wear it with a pair of Dr Martens and a rain coat. It still works, I said.

Truthfully, how it could work, needs very little convincing. It moves. And things that move with my body, just work.

10 Things On My Summer Bucket List

posted on: June 14, 2018



I spent a good part of last night sending Airbnb links to my friend, trying to plan where we'll stay for a quiet weekend to wrap up the summer. "Wrap up the summer?" Yes, wrap up the summer. See, for the longest time, I've spent my summer days tapping in and tapping out, flowing about. There have been little plans and endless days. All in all, it has been glorious. But the kids are older now, things are busier now. They want more now. And I have the immense privilege of being able to provide more. Even if, only slightly. Like, for the first time ever, I am sending River off to camp. Not sleep-away camp. But a place outdoors, outside the realm of my touch, where we aren't always riding ferries, building forts, and watching too many episodes of Barbie before 8 AM. Somewhere, if only for three days a week, she'll get dirty and experience summer in the city, minus the umbrella that is her mother.

4 Of My Friends On How They Cope With Mental Illness While Raising Families

posted on: June 11, 2018


How are you feeling? With last week's news, and the emails I receive regarding mental health and raising children, I wanted to start the week off a little different. Today, four of my friends are sharing how they cope with mental illness while raising families...

On Losing Trousers (And Finding Them)

posted on: June 7, 2018


Back when I was 19 and 20, one of the ways I made myself feel taller, was with a pair of denim wide leg trousers. I wore them with boots or clogs, and a tank tucked in the waist. A few weeks ago, I found a pair of Zara trousers tucked in the back of my drawer! I must have had them there for about six months. Me in rare form...