I stare into the candle newly lit and I realize I am the light I join the flame as it flickers and dances to illuminate the dark room I am the light that I seek in these dark times my hope lifts me, even a fraction I’ve been...
Read Morea magical sound woke me from slumber today my cat, Timber 17 years old and doing poorly crying, softly, from his food dish to be fed I had forgotten what that sounded like in the time I have been coaxing him to eat tempting him...
Read MoreI usually don’t tell people. I learned it only makes them quiet, their eyes shifting as if they don’t know what to think or say. As if they want to escape. This time, though, his eyes got wider, not in surprise, it seemed, not...
Read MorePosted by admin | March 27, 2025 | Non-Fiction | 0 |
One night in the park a yearling doe was trotting sideways through early snow over still green grass dancing and pausing, dancing and pausing like a baby Paso Fino testing new ground She held her head upright as she played...
Read MoreA slow-moving storm has been leaning over us for hours. You can feel in the air the oncoming night of January rain, but I’m waiting in the car outside Trader Joe’s, listening to torn-off strips of conversation while people go in...
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