Home is where my seat isadrift in the endless minutiaof daily tasks and must-readopportunities to scale my…
There is so much noise in the silence of this world.So much color in the darkness of a…
It’s not a road I would have chosenNot a particularly comfortable positionBut…
Moving water is loud, a constant ever-present, more dependable thanday or night, whose…
I walk the house at night, suturing light switches, collecting soldiers for the dark. The low…