Books are like truth serum — if you don’t read, you can’t figure out what’s real.
Read the story of 1000 Bookmarks.
The perfect muffin
has a base that is moist,
with a tender crumb
and crispy edges around its top;
two textures in one small package.
It is sweet enough
to satisfy your need for a treat
but with ample fruit, nuts,
or shredded carrots
to convince yourself
you’re having something healthy
rather than face the truth
that you’re eating cake,
In a two-toned landscape of golden grass
and shades of steely gray,
three red apples shine at the pavement’s edge
like flashing lights called in response to tragedy.
Fallen from Eden’s tree onto my path
from paradise to hell,
these three are truths: loss always follows love,
grief always follows loss, and love then follows grief.
But not always, the third is only true
if we pluck green fig leaves
as plates for cheese, and not to cover shame
for our raw nakedness, strength, and depth of feeling.
We come into the world unclothed,
and as babes cry unashamed,
it is the gift of our humanity to love and lose and grieve
so we may love again, return to Eden: home.