Author: nlondon36

I was the girl all in white with a flower tucked behind my ear sitting at the feet of a guru. She gave me a new name, a secret name which roughly translated as voice of the mother. This was disturbing. My mother’s voice was the last voice I’d want coming out of my mouth, … Continue reading voice

Where I come from eclipse was a verb. To be eclipsed, to have someone cover with a dark hand, with menacing intent, the light of your sun. Where I come from to be eclipsed meant a jealous god beyond written time has seen your light and has descended from the vaulted heavens to snuff you … Continue reading eclipsed

Breath takes me right now, this minute, this inbreath to George Floyd, choked to death by a cop for doing what I never did find out. I can't breathe he gasped. I can't breathe. I didn't watch the video of him being murdered, but he kept not being able to breathe. On tee shirts, on … Continue reading breath

You can’t always get what you want, but if you try some time…well, you know the chorus. That’s the theme song of my weekly grocery shopping trips into town. Toilet paper..nope. Extra virgin olive oil…sold out. Those special garlic stuffed green olives…who are you kidding. Kale? Our garden crop is just about to yield so … Continue reading you can’t always get what you want

Fighting, winning the battle, meeting the challenge, overcoming the enemy, warriors in our isolation, the language we use to describe these times and our relationship to the virus has left me flat out exhausted, more than I can bear right now. All of this yang when I am yearning for yin. My warrior, sweet girl … Continue reading weary warrior