Has saying no become easier or harder? I’m not so sure. The lines have blurred — knowing what is right or wrong globally, systemically, and…
How do we find our way home, when the roads are only roads in retrospect, and the bread crumbs do not resemble bread at all?
The Homeric hymns (named after Homer’s style, not authorship) are a series of…
Falling asleep Thursday, I ask my dreams if I should leave my job at the thrift store. I love to ask my dreams…
I am torn in the darkness of Hades.
It may be two of our greatest fears combined — madness and darkness, but without the descent into the unknown, how do we…