So a few months back, I wrote a brutally honest piece for the Chidren’s Craniofacial Association blog about my medical PTSD and anxiety. You can read it on the Children’s Craniofacial Association blog. Thank you for reading my words. They are the best way I know how to make sense of this crazy thing… Continue reading Musings On Medical PTSD
Though this is a poem about Spring, I feel Fall comes with its own new beginnings.
I am in a bathtub filled with tepid bathbombed navy blue water. I’m sick, stuffy nosed, dripping nostrils, packed sinuses The dryer twirls and drags clothes Metal fasteners scratch metal, Fabric thwacking on metal, Tumbling While the washer spins so fast it sounds like a jet engine About to push off, away from the tarmac,… Continue reading The Bathtub
Take a break, enjoy a micro poem about my struggles with photography. Explore my other works on Spillwords. Spillwords.com presents: Smile, micropoetry by Kara Jackman, an archivist at Boston University by day and a freelance writer by night. Source: Smile, micropoetry by Kara Jackman at Spillwords.com
When times are tough or even when they are going well, my mom and I like to look back, wax poetic about the past. One of our favorite topics is Lord and Taylor, a department store that shuttered its doors a year ago. I’d be dressed in pink seersucker and my mom with her perfectly… Continue reading An Ode To Lord & Taylor
I spent the better part of this whole coronavirus thing getting back into poetry. Reading it, listening to it, writing it, going to readings, so many readings. The convenience of Zoom is such a revelation and a long time coming for someone that doesn’t love to be out in crowds for fear of catching a… Continue reading Poems 2021
Yesterday, Monday, March 8th, I spoke on a panel about disability and advocacy work. The working copy of my remarks appears below. I plan on editing for spelling errors, grammar, typos, and flow tonight or tomorrow. In the meanwhile, enjoy the spirit of my words. Here I am surrounded by doctors yet again. I was… Continue reading Disability and Advocacy
This is first year that I did not have a first day of school. Rolled out of bed wearing an amber Billabong shirt that I got second hand at school clothing swap in February. I kept that shirt on all day, only changing my bottoms to yoga leggings. I sat working on my couch, conversing… Continue reading Back To School?
I researched and wrote a piece on former baseball player, Jim Bagby Jr. for Children’s Craniofacial Association. Hope this brings some Major League Baseball back for you, if for just one moment. If you have talked to me in the last few months, I have most likely annoyed you with this man’s pitching statistics, teams… Continue reading Adventures in Baseball Research: Jim Bagby Jr.
Nothing moves me. Sometimes I wonder if I’m dead inside. Kidding, I couldn’t be more opposite. Everything moves me, I’m totally at the whim of my emotions. However, what typically really does not work for me are video art installations. Love art. Love museums, but the video things baffle me. I walk in and it… Continue reading Walking Into The Dark: Ragnar Kjartansson’s, “The Visitors”