Rebecca Falzano
@rebeccafalzano.bsky.social
Writer / Poet / Moth storyteller 🕯️
Lover of Old Homes & Trees 🌳
Recovering Magazine Editor ✍🏼
NY ➡️ ME 🌊
she / her
Lover of Old Homes & Trees 🌳
Recovering Magazine Editor ✍🏼
NY ➡️ ME 🌊
she / her
8 years ago today we marched. In that time, that baby bump has grown into a child; my eldest is a pre-teen; I switched jobs after nearly a decade; we moved; we lost my dad to Alzheimer’s; we began living in a pandemic; plus a million other things. Can‘t believe we’re back here again.
January 22, 2025 at 1:54 AM
8 years ago today we marched. In that time, that baby bump has grown into a child; my eldest is a pre-teen; I switched jobs after nearly a decade; we moved; we lost my dad to Alzheimer’s; we began living in a pandemic; plus a million other things. Can‘t believe we’re back here again.
4. Watching my daughter practice her dance routine that she’s been working so hard on.
5. Receiving this bracelet from a friend in my poet circle reminding me that we need to tend to each other—and ourselves.
5. Receiving this bracelet from a friend in my poet circle reminding me that we need to tend to each other—and ourselves.
January 20, 2025 at 10:49 PM
4. Watching my daughter practice her dance routine that she’s been working so hard on.
5. Receiving this bracelet from a friend in my poet circle reminding me that we need to tend to each other—and ourselves.
5. Receiving this bracelet from a friend in my poet circle reminding me that we need to tend to each other—and ourselves.