Until After the Breaking
“Love has no meaning until after the breaking” from Sara Maitland’s Virgin Territory Blue One leaps over bees and yellow...
“Love has no meaning until after the breaking” from Sara Maitland’s Virgin Territory Blue One leaps over bees and yellow...
That time in Nicolet Forest: Staying at a friend’s cabin, knowing no one in the area, ecstatic to hike alone....
(thanks to my sister Pattie and her sidekick Robert) We name the river parts and the river laughs. We say...
That mashing of my heart started at 18 when I was dying, when I teetered on the cusp. Motherhood, scant...