The Gnawing Bite of Anticipation

It felt like a militant act of self care. Like cutting your hair really short or tossing out jeans for their inability to adapt to change. But those things are common to me. This was bigger. I found the life-altering drug that Mister and I needed. There is a puppy. She has a name. But … Read more

A Radical Act In The Midst of Uncertainty

I’m not the sort who wakes up in a cheesy rom-com. Even when I was young and my body parts were all in the normal place, I wasn’t rom-com material and I surely am not now. But somehow, there I was, blindly stumbling toward what the youngsters call a “meet-cute.” I was the last know, … Read more

Nipping at the Heels of Despair

My horse sister called to ask how I was. It wasn’t small talk. We tell each other the truth and it took a beat to answer. There were so many parts. “I’m exhausted,” I said. “It’s been such a hard year.” “Anna, it’s only April,” she said. And we both chuckled and quickly slid into … Read more

Photo & Poem: Weather Change

Hail blown sideways by the wind, dark clouds churning across the horizon, as the horses brace against the stinging ice pellets, their noses tucked tight to their chests, running for shelter. A stark reminder on this hot summer day, torn leaves stripped to the ground, intermingled with ice, standing water everywhere, that seasons so long … Read more