Amy Secrist

Tag: NaPoWriMo

  • Bending

    I bend and snap closed her pink heart-covered raincoat, my knees creaking, the fabric swishing. I sweep back a lock of her wavy blonde hair and click the purple flower clip into place. We will rush for shoes and boots and bag. She cries when she’s tired, only she doesn’t know that’s the reason. I…

  • Psalm for the Future

    When I am lonely, and mired in hopelessness, lift me. When I am angry, and aflame with incredulity and indignation, cool me. When I am  spinning with joy and ease, nudge me. When I am drowsy with contentment and bliss, wake me. When I am overcome with grief and sorrow, uncover me. When I am  laden…

  • Thankful

    The littlest one is fifteen months old and he throws fits now. They are classic ones, head thrown backward, back arched, legs kicking and every effort is made to get flat on the floor. He scrunches his face and cries. He pushes out his lower lip. He huffs and humphs. He gets his head on…