Moonbox Notes #31: Fall & Film
[I no longer have]
[I had to remove my]
[I couldn’t keep my]
[I chose a chance at long life over having] … More Moonbox Notes #31: Fall & Film
[I no longer have]
[I had to remove my]
[I couldn’t keep my]
[I chose a chance at long life over having] … More Moonbox Notes #31: Fall & Film
my husband knows where
my skin discerns itself and where
it does not—and between the islands
of numbess my body has found … More Moonbox Notes #30: Letting Go/Next Surgery
how I wish to hold on
bury myself with your belonging … More Moonbox Notes #29: Primavera (Hello, Goodbye)
I remember when grandpa didn’t slouch, when he’d tell jokes, eat pickled pigs feet, speak his native tongue to the gardeners that care for his landscaping. He still laughs, of course, but it feels so rare. My husband once told that silly dog joke about a bulldog and a shih tzu. Grandpa laughed so hard it was as if, for a brief moment, the curse of being a stroke victim had broken. Humor will always be what seems to soothe what cannot be said. … More Moonbox Notes #28: Post-Surgery
Inner eyelid, soft
Night like any, this
Sweeping urge to think
One thousand sheep
March into the darkness
Never looking back at you, … More Moonbox Notes #27: Winter 2025
Owls hoot from invisible places, from the rocky canyon walls we now trudge between, from the tucked earthen dark, behind the eyes of a fox who follows us. … More Moonbox Notes #26: Nov/Dec
there’s something sad about running
through a grove of ancient
bristlecone pines, something mortal
and wounded, drought-stricken
and wildfire smoked but rooted
time immemorial, this urge … More Moonbox Notes #25: Octubre
you are the shape of the alpine loam catching like thirst, yourself now the notes of thunder … More Moonbox Notes #24: Summer Edition
It’s been eight long weeks of recovery thus far, and I still have an unknown journey ahead. To have this happen now, the year I become sponsored, right before three back-to-back races, one being my first international race (a Skyrunning race! a world stage!)…obviously, injuries are never convenient. … More Moonbox Notes #23: Abril/Mayo
these bodies remain
earthlings, caught by storm
heartwoods, as brown as ever
otro día, nevado pero entero
as in, rooted, cradling light
a red, rubbled road into the sky—
why can’t we see it
the end to the storm … More Moonbox Notes #22: Febrero/Marzo
Maybe some of you have wondered why I always share so much about Indigenous People. I hope this piece answers that for you. It is because I have an affinity for All My Relations (the belief that we are all related); it is because I have a duty to learn about and uphold the pieces of me that have been ignored by society, education, and even the communities I grew up in … More Moonbox Notes #21: Enero
My brain, body, and soul have been restless. “The Holidays” have felt wrong for years, but this year was even more potent for me (unfathomable for those in Palestine). I’m done glazing over US Holidays as a status quo. … More Moonbox Notes #20: Diciembre
They touch. They toss themselves like an acrobat, back arching, tails curling momentum. The squirrels roam the slope, knead through soil, leaves, duff. Bury, unbury. They garden. They nurse. They take care. … More Moonbox Notes #19: Oct/Nov 2023
When I think about it now, I’m honestly not sure whether I was addicted to the mountain views or to the fascination these trips inspired from others waiting back at camp. Either way, the moment allowed my power to manifest in a way that was visible to the world around me. … More I have a theory.
…the more we nurture the outdoor community the less it matters where we come from and how, or what we look like—but media and society at large unfortunately see things through filtered lenses, and many of us come from places and backgrounds rarely mentioned.
From marginalized history to the epitome of a refugee family’s American Dream, the second post in this series will feature 2 people who have found the great outdoors in their own introspective ways. … More Falling for Nature: A Diné & Asian-American Perspective
Bernadette Murphy is faced with her father’s death, a failing marriage, and a growing sense of worthlessness. She feels the weight of her life, or the lack of, rather, more than ever before. She realizes how unhappy she is, nearing 50, and how the woman she used to be – optimistic, courageous, and empowered – is basically dead. How does she jump-start the remaining 30-40 years she may have left? How does she survive as a single mother? While doing research for a book, she enrolls in a motorcycle safety class, and suddenly her life is changing in ways she could have never imagined. … More Book Review – Harley and Me: Embracing Risk on the Road to a More Authentic Life
From underprivileged communities lost to the vastness of the Inland Empire in Southern California, the first post in this series will feature 3 women who have found climbing and the great outdoors in different and inspiring ways, despite defined gender roles and financial hardship. … More Falling for Nature: Stories of Latinas