Sizzling. Searing. Cauterizing blood vessels to stop the bleed. Precise in the hands of a… Read the postAnticipation
Wafting scents of thyme and rosemary fill the house, oranges rest in a cut class… Read the postThe Silence Between
When the veil thins in November, you slip like a wraith into my dreams. Seamless,… Read the postWhen the Veil Thins in November
Reaching out, breath held, rivulets of cold water race down the glass, my fingertips graze… Read the postThe Ninth Autumnal Equinox
I am having my coffee in a disposable cup with a lid even because it… Read the postLet’s have coffee in pajamas, because I can’t get pants on yet.
“I want my son,” I whisper to the old climbing rose draping herself on the… Read the postThe Child Window
Where to start? I shall jump right in. Seven weeks from today I will be… Read the postCountdown to Surgery
“We shall have to trudge through the snow.” my fellow marcher said. Looking down at… Read the postA Fifty Four Step March
