Michele PopadichinP.S. I Love Youmy womenWe are small breed of woman — my mother my grandmother and I — hovering between five foot four and one or two inches more. But I strain…Feb 19, 2018Feb 19, 2018
Michele PopadichinP.S. I Love YouNumbNumbness — that bitter sting that unforgiving ache — reminds us how painful it is not to feelJan 16, 20182Jan 16, 20182
Michele PopadichinP.S. I Love YouDancing in the KitchenI’m thankful for the night I saw my parents dancing in the kitchen My dad too concerned over his feet To see my mom go back in time To when…Nov 23, 2017Nov 23, 2017
Michele PopadichinP.S. I Love YouSweet and SourYou said I tasted sweet. But you left me Sour.Nov 20, 2017Nov 20, 2017
Michele PopadichinP.S. I Love YouBrevityThe brevity of a sunset is no different than the brevity of our lives my loveOct 30, 20171Oct 30, 20171
Michele PopadichinP.S. I Love YouStainWhether you embellish or you stain If you leave you will remain weaved into the fabric of my life.Oct 12, 2017Oct 12, 2017
Michele PopadichinP.S. I Love YouAmberA grandmother with little memory left Clutches amber strung across her chest She thinks I am her daughter And I respond as such When she…Oct 9, 2017Oct 9, 2017
Michele PopadichinThoughts And Ideasthe moment beforeThe moment before is a precious time to me. The rumble of anticipation lulls into a the hum of inner conversation. When the race begins…Oct 7, 20171Oct 7, 20171