Finding
Echoing in my soul, such silence as makes visible the shape of a great hunger; A panorama of past unfolds...
Echoing in my soul, such silence as makes visible the shape of a great hunger; A panorama of past unfolds...
She would stand at the window checking the cars parked on our block. She knew each neighbor’s wheels and she...
I am dressed in all my decades. Rich brocades of experience make a no-edge rainbow bleeding colors into wide sky....
Queen of Mexico’s Feast Day, December 12. She has many names, the woman who appeared on the hill in Tepeyac...