
Spring
We are separate from the earth and each other the same way ice is separate from the water beneath it. … Continue reading Spring
my original poems.
We are separate from the earth and each other the same way ice is separate from the water beneath it. … Continue reading Spring
Love is carving out a place for itself in me. Every time it comes to visit, it seems to have … Continue reading Every Available Crevice
Looking into the maw of a great loneliness I respond by throwing myself into the misery with enthusiasm. I am … Continue reading Home Again
The following is an excerpt from a memoir I’ve been working on. The kids and I spent much of our … Continue reading Food and ecstasy