More Profound Than Words
I stand in the grass close to another open grave under a perfect autumn sky. This grave is much different than the grave of an …
I stand in the grass close to another open grave under a perfect autumn sky. This grave is much different than the grave of an …
A spider with thin black legs and a white body the size of a tennis ball. On my stove. Could anything be worse? I scream, …
In 1999, my friend and neighbor Blanca began the process to obtain her permanent residency. She was a minor, brought across the river at night …
My sister Kerra was the first of us four sisters to have a child, several years after Mom died. So when her daughter was born, …
One thing I failed to calculate about having a child was how many anxiety-provoking things would emerge. I feel like I’m always worried about something. …
Happy Holiday Weekend! Here is chapter three of Trapped in the Tunnel for your pleasure reading. 🙂 When you see this post, I’ll probably be …