Social Support in the Time of Covid

Once upon a time I was in the closet, that is, I was hiding something about myself I knew to...

Good Friday in Taranto Italy

Reposting this blog from two years ago when I was in Italy for Good Friday, because the need for communal...

The Perfect Air

The Perfect Air

For more than seven decades I have drawn into my body the perfect air. Today I taste it! Spring messages...

It Was After

It Was After

It was after her suicide that we met, her confusion swirling through the air from across the street where it...