Siri, Play
Lauren Hill
"Can't take my eyes off of you"
The beat drops
he bops his head and
I watch him with adoration.
Music has a way of loosening him
and vicariously seducing me -
We have a silent conversation with our glances
and our children chuckle in the back seat
Long drives-
Winter sun -
Our truck is a moving vacation
and
music is our soundtrack.
Play On,
Kadine…

No one driving behind me
I pushed down
and the turn signal clicked louder than it ever had.
A crescendo of clicks turned my neck towards my teen daughter sitting in the passenger seat.
She has a learner’s permit now-
but soon, she will be alone in a car driving to dance class, a friend's house, or Sunday school.
A poem…

Recently, I was standing in my bathroom, looking at my face in the mirror. Pulling myself over the sink, I peered into the mirror and noticed tiny black hairs (one's teenage boys would be proud of) darkening my upper lip.
I called my sister, and before she could say hello, I blurted out, "What do you…



A few days ago, I was in Jamaica for my grandfather's funeral. As customary with the celebration of life on the island, a funeral is a two-day event. First, there is the Nigh-night, and the day after is the funeral.
The Nigh-night is an all-night party.
When we arrived in Cumberland, the party had already begun. A…