Explosive Devotion
Whistling rockets burst to white puffs of prayer, making lace in the sky for Our Lady; gratitude and adoration rising,...
Through the Curtain of Time
The photo over a century old shows my face. From the inside, I feel it, pushing through the curtain of...
Sticky Truth
I empty the can and lick: its rim, my fingers, and the sticky plate. Filled, now, with sap of maple,...
We Ancestors
A few minutes go, my Irish grandmother, Brigid Elizabeth Gibbons, admired my baby, and now she’s away and he is...
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