Good Friday in Taranto Italy
Reposting this blog from two years ago when I was in Italy for Good Friday, because the need for communal...
Reposting this blog from two years ago when I was in Italy for Good Friday, because the need for communal...
For more than seven decades I have drawn into my body the perfect air. Today I taste it! Spring messages...
It was after her suicide that we met, her confusion swirling through the air from across the street where it...
A whale at the side of the panga spouted through her blowhole, looked me in the eye and let...