Visitors
At this rate and age, maybe we ought to call ourselves visitors, but as of now we’re residents. Beings-in-residence...
Didn’t You Always Guess
For your listening pleasure, here’s an audio of my poem, Didn’t You Always Guess, which appeared earlier this week in...
Pause Between Places
In this pause between two places, I only have time for gratitude. I am a precious stone lifted from its...
Where the Music Comes From
One summer night in a time long ago, my best friend set a vinyl record on the player on her...
