My name is Joanna Alizio, and, when I’m not hunting for worms with my six year old or learning tween slang from my son (that’s cap), I’m writing, or at least, daydreaming about writing.
Blog posts
- Sweater
Sometimes I wonder why I’m so compelled to write. Why have I always been? Yesterday my neighbor hung a plastic bag on my front door. Inside was a sweater she thought would look good on me. I didn’t notice her pass by my window to deliver it. The sun had… Continue reading Sweater - A Halloween
Alba’s elementary school chooses to call her Halloween parade an Autumn Walk. Her teacher says it is Noche de Brujas. I call it the first Halloween ever when I won’t go trick or treating with my kids. I can’t quite stand the thought of doling out candy in my doorway,… Continue reading A Halloween - It’s more than just the miles
It’s more than just the milesIt is what they representA metaphor for this pretty little life of ours Starting on shaking legswalking oftenIn time and with perseveranceleads to power and confidenceGreat big strides Muscling throughuntil I catch myselfsprinting madly in pitch-black streetsno street lamps for milesbut I no longer fear… Continue reading It’s more than just the miles - Treasure hunting for the fairy
For Rafe and Alba, for being my magic every day. I knocked on the fairy’s house and she said she wasn’t home.But I heard her voice clearly echoing off the walls. “You can’t fool me,” I said. “And besides, I’ve only come back to play.” “You don’t remember how to… Continue reading Treasure hunting for the fairy - Relentless
The words“In a year things will be completely different”have been ringing in my ears all these months. In my lowest moments the timeline taunted me.It forced upon me a deadlineto be changed, better somehow.What if I wasn’t?What if I was still broken in little pieces?What would that say about me?… Continue reading Relentless