Our friendship circle tightens around hospital beds and stuck dissertations like thread on a spool. We feel the whoosh of summer, the ...
Our friendship circle tightens around hospital beds and stuck dissertations like thread on a spool. We feel the whoosh of summer, the ...
Fan into flame the gift of God. A few months ago I stopped by the church office like it was the emergency room. I felt like I was ...
I would know better to do it, but if you were to come and see me, in my heart, I’d be thinking, Oh please come let me show you ...
Last night I stood in front of the poets in the bookstore as if their spines held heads up, heads with faces I’d kissed. I ...
The other day, my 4 year old demanded I stand outside his preschool classroom to hug and kiss him. He still gave me a sloppy kiss ...