Beverly Medinamake no mistake:I am not hung up on you not caught between the color of your eyes and the sound of your voice not spinning my wheels over every detail of…Sep 20, 2017Sep 20, 2017
Beverly MedinaRoots shallowfor all the waiting in the world it’s time to put it on a page as though it will make you hear it; I will say it in the language of the…Sep 18, 2017Sep 18, 2017
Beverly MedinaShades of Youbeyond reason — that I should still hear your name spoken in thundercracks; or your breath on the ocean’s exhaleSep 18, 2017Sep 18, 2017
Beverly MedinafellWhen I fell like the leaves in October what could I expect but for the winter to change the color of my soul?Sep 18, 2017Sep 18, 2017
Beverly Medinapetrified forestcan we turn this place into our petrified forest?Sep 18, 2017Sep 18, 2017
Beverly MedinarequestIf you must go, take with you all the pieces of yourself that occupy my shelves.Sep 18, 2017Sep 18, 2017
Beverly MedinaProp me up, one more time, against the jukeboxThe drive across Afton Mountain is a scenic and, at times, perilous one. The mountain itself is the product of Virginia’s violent geologic…Sep 15, 2017Sep 15, 2017
Beverly MedinaYes, I’m a scientist. Yes, I go to church.Recently, I was exchanging pleasantries with a colleague when the topic of weekend plans came up. “Are you doing anything fun this…Aug 9, 2017Aug 9, 2017
Beverly MedinaFamily HeirloomsIt’s July in Florida, and I am eight years old. The humidity has settled in like a warm handmade blanket: heavy and stifling and feeling…Jul 24, 2017Jul 24, 2017
Beverly MedinaOn ApathyWhen I was twelve years old, I wanted to be a journalist. More precisely, I wanted to write for National Geographic. A child of the early…Jul 22, 20171Jul 22, 20171