Finishing
I think of my mother in Florida finishing herself, putting final touches on the work of art that is her...
I think of my mother in Florida finishing herself, putting final touches on the work of art that is her...
I stopped on a whim at the church. (Or did my Grandma wish me there) When women filled the...
He opened his face to me, holding out his elder hand and asking, his voice a murmur in another language....
Coming here where she was rooted, the Mama of my Grandmother, I know her with my bone-mind. The life in...