On Turning Four
In the end, it finally all seems to have been a dream. Only the things written down have any...
Read MoreIn the end, it finally all seems to have been a dream. Only the things written down have any...
Read MoreLife is short. I have carried this oft-articulated mantra in my heart for more years than I can...
Read More“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s word’s await another voice.”...
Read MoreNow it is I who has done the leaving. Not in the forever way my mother left. No, nothing so gut...
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