I did not hear the sudden massive crack as much as I felt its vibrations through my feet up my spine. The sky had darkened in the steamy afternoon, th...

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Cutting Down the Family Tree

I did not sleep the night after our meeting to finalize the plans for our Camino. Planning for our pilgrimage since 2013, we deemed 2016 the year to g...

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The Camino Not Taken

I don’t sing at church. I have not uttered a note since Justin died. It is not willful refusal, that voice left. I don’t make the response...

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The Divine Photo Shoot

Heat from your headstone soaked into my arms as I hugged it, as I had once held your thin shoulders. The mahogany granite hewn from the mountains of S...

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The Warmth of A Headstone

I am not a summer person, I am more of a fall through spring sort. The hours of light throw off my schedule, my phone chimes at 8:30 PM to remind me t...

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Midsummer Coffee and Pie

They hung in the back of my small closet, beautiful in their simplicity. Grasping a handful of the silky material, I remembered the feel of the draped...

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The Fabrics of Life and Death