15
Jun
Waterfall
Two and a half years ago, on a Friday night, my son and I were leaving Houston when our car
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Karly Randolph Pitman
I'm a writer, seeker, mother, poet, craftswoman, teacher of all ages, and facilitator. I call the journey of becoming 'growing humankindness' and am awed by the sacredness of healing.
12
Jun
Resurrection
Years ago, I read an article about mental health recovery whose advice continues to support and help me. She said
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05
Jun
The Risk
A few years ago, we built raised beds in our backyard in an attempt to grow vegetables – ever the humbling
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17
Apr
Room at the Inn
I live in a busy city in Texas, a border state with Mexico, and I see many refugees where I
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11
Apr
Prayer Before Sleeping
The other day I was thinking of the phrase that we often toss out when someone we love is doing
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14
Mar
The Overstory
Ida Zaccagnini Zborovancik was my great aunt - my maternal grandmother's younger sister, one of seven children from
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17
Dec
Sin cera
In my last writing group, the monthly theme was courage. It was a day when courage, for me, felt absent.
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01
Nov
Putting on your grandfather's coat
Today is Dia de los Muertos, the Day of the Dead, which I became familiar with and began celebrating twelve
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27
Oct
Night watch
This year I've been a part of a monthly writing group where we meet to read poems, write,
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30
Sep
Wanting mind
This poem came one morning when I was scrolling through etsy, looking for a new pair of earrings. Scrolling etsy
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