F A L L

seasonal sunset before the year's long night— sleepy descent into creative darkness. seeds germinate beneath the cooling ground; there is [i think. i hope] healing in that stillness. i wish and pray for triumphant, awe-inspiring blooms when we all wake. i'll do my best to make something beautiful. i love you, jess

Mockingbirds

It’s morning, although I’m not sure the time. Dew still twinkles and slides on every surface and small critters---be them squirrels, rabbits, prairie dogs, or a mix of them all---shuffle and scuttle in the tall grass. High up in the pines, mockingbirds chack-chack-cheeeooo back and forth, back and forth.  Summer sticks around most of the …

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[Begrudgingly] Brave

Morning sweet friends. 6 months ago, when COVID shut the world down, closed schools, and forced us all to see our days through a brand new lens, I (along with many other people just trying to find any way that they could help) posted two videos on my mostly barren YouTube channel of me reading …

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That Dang Exhale

Three years ago, I posted an essay called, "An Exhale." That story went on to be published in two nonfiction anthologies which can be found here and here ---publications for which I'm not only proud, but grateful to have had the opportunity to share with others the potential catastrophe that hurricanes can bring: not just …

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Burnt

It’s a heavily humid mid-morning in swampy East Texas as I stand beside my dwindling garden wondering if I ought to just go ahead and pull the tomato plants from the ground. This spring’s cherry/chocolate/husky tomato yield was far and away the best season I’ve had, ‘mater-speaking, but it’s just too hot now and although …

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Sunflower’s Story Cont’d

It's been a year since I watched this queen grow. She's different this year: smaller but with multiplying blooms. She's strong to endure this summer's heat but that part does not surprise me. Her original story here: https://adonkumentary.com/2019/07/13/sunflowers-story/You, my dear, continue to amaze me.

Boundaries

It’s pouring, I tell y’all. Pouring! A tempest. A typhoon. A piney-woods tidal wave with impressive lightning bolts and thunder which both crashes and growls. Something’s angered the gods and boy howdy they’re letting us know. The ducks are loving it but the donkeys, not so much. I’ve microwaved a cup of coffee from yesterday’s …

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Pop

Every year, I re-read this post about my dad and I think of adding things to it. Like the fact that everything he does, he does for other people. That he has the best jokes. That he literally never stops working. He cares so, so much. Humanity and kindness mean the world to him. I've …

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Porch

One week ago, I sat on my porch and watched a diagonal thunderstorm. Branches and leaves flailed violently and I’m not sure the thunder ever stopped---instead it hummed low like an idling truck with shocks of explosions here and there. Its growl never stopped, though. Out there on my porch, I stayed awake the entire …

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Broken but Still Blooming

Sometime last year, I found a blooming whisper beneath a broken gutter. She brought a pale yet warm light to an otherwise dank, dark place and I left in absolute awe of her strength, will, and bravery. I'd forgotten about her until an aimless wander yesterday which led me to her again. My girl, I …

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