Black and White and Long Ago
Covering the dining room table, ancestor photos like a teller’s cards. Unknown in those photographed moments, now their fortunes are...
Covering the dining room table, ancestor photos like a teller’s cards. Unknown in those photographed moments, now their fortunes are...
Sitting with my sister in dawn silence, abundance fountains through. I didn’t know that closing our mouths would open so...
No lilacs grow where now I live, yet I smell them still. Like salty air, if you grew by the...
I’ve come to my place of early nurture to drink the milk of renewal, to gaze on skies the girlchild...