A Moth Triptych

April Pameticky Part 1There was that time she was a mothtrapped between the glass and screen of a 12-story-up window. A great Polyphemus moth, She could not have truly fit between,Flapping and patting her wings against the slide, until finally she put her head on the cool track and became something else,Always becoming something elseAnd stepped onto a shore of … Continue reading A Moth Triptych

2/5 Hey Sunday, I see you standing there

Last week I dove into my mixed feelings about the daily writing practice–my resentment and guilt when that process doesn’t unleash the creative dragon within. At the root, the daily writing practice idea rests in creators being ready to receive when inspiration strikes. We are supplicants. Writing is, in fact, work. It’s solitary. It’s excruciating. … Continue reading 2/5 Hey Sunday, I see you standing there