Day of Going Forth

Past my last breath, I’ll be more free than I can now stretch to imagine. When I’m finished here, and...

photography by Susa Silvermarie

Beloved Ghosts

Our ghost beloveds sometimes jog us. Hey! The tap, or sometimes the bang, might tell me I’m behaving badly, being...

Oh Family unto Stars

  Oh brethren oh sistren, all you Gone-befores, why have you left me here? Jeannie, tell me about the After....

My Span, Her Breath

The Earth breathes all her beings, all her beings coming all her beings going. She gives life, She receives it...