Menopause

One Hot Mama

One Hot Mama

One Hot Mama

One Hot Mama

Dance for Menopause

Dance for Menopause By all accounts,it appears bleak.Part of me is taken away;part of me is no more.Yet I do not weep.I laugh,for You have made me a girl again,long-limbed and unconfined,my body made for dancing, swimming, double-handsprings, maybe.

Knees on the Ground

Knees on the Ground Not a catchy songfrom an idolized show.Just a simple reflectionupon genuflection andhow difficult it's becomewith each passing yearto bend and re-straightenwithout a cringe and a sigh.Sometimes my kneestake it upon themselvesto voice their displeasure;