Mountain Mothers
Each time I fumble or fall, these foothills of the Sierra Madre set me back on my feet. They cheer...
Each time I fumble or fall, these foothills of the Sierra Madre set me back on my feet. They cheer...
The companions walk in silence, always making love, choosing a world without limits. They keep each other from trembling before...
Our dire human diagnosis gives us all a freedom to forgive, to fly, to try- anything at all. It’s ending,...
I hear my voices clamor for attention! Like children who can never each get enough. Not all of the voices...