Maria WedinStory Genius Exercise: The Misbelief SceneCW: Weight loss, body shamingJun 12, 2020Jun 12, 2020
Maria WedinLove in the Time of COVID-19On the couch, of course, we sit eight feet apart, each of us wedged up against the opposite arm. I pretend not to notice the panic in his…Mar 17, 2020Mar 17, 2020
Maria WedinReflections on 2018, Intentions for 20192018 was a year of loss and transformation for me. I came to terms with the end of my marriage and ended my relationship with my parents…Jan 2, 2019Jan 2, 2019
Maria WedinNostalgia, Part IIWrite it. Write it, so you don’t forget. Look back on these moments again and again, years from now, with that beautiful sad fondness that…Sep 16, 2018Sep 16, 2018
Maria WedinCheckmateI want you to know how your voice penetrates me, even through these shitty USB speakers, the bass too weak, the sound too tinny, to truly…Aug 24, 2018Aug 24, 2018
Maria WedinSummer Swing LessonsDancing in the rose gold glow of a summer sunset, our laughter coils around the music. We lose track of the instructor’s words, invent our…Jul 28, 2018Jul 28, 2018
Maria WedinTarot of TransitionLook at that fool! What’s she packing in her bindle? Tweezers, an IPL machine, makeup brushes, powders, and a little tin of magic pills.Jul 2, 2018Jul 2, 2018
Maria WedinTangoThis poem is short; it’s about surrender — the softened gaze, head tilted to fit us closer together, knee against knee. A breath (shared)…Jul 2, 2018Jul 2, 2018
Maria WedinOnionsI wish I could write about flowers. I wish I had a garden, or a thousand gardens. I’d name a few of them Eden, and the rest I’d name after…Jul 2, 2018Jul 2, 2018
Maria WedinReading YouWhen you write, smoke curls off the page like incense, invades my senses. I inhale and suddenly you’re in me, beyond the clumsy boundaries…Jul 2, 2018Jul 2, 2018