I think every child loves the cold. Cold means snow days and puffy coats that are too big. It’s hot chocolate made with a mother’s love and a…
As the cold returns from its yearly hiatuses I am reminded of the life that I have.
In this mild mid-winter of splintered selvesTrees blend into silhouttes; and I see the elvesWhose shadows transformed…
A Cold Slump
Snowing outsideIn the citySix degreesBody and head tiredWith enough restTo fill a…
The new year blew in on a cold wind andI dreamed I was trapped inside Gaza,terrified for my life.
Surrounded by radiant warmed airGiving off steam like wispy hairI can almost hear my solid, frozen bonesSizzle as I thaw…
a little story about the present
November has been long and busy with other people’s needs. If I can survive…
Where are the songs I used to know, Where are the notes I used to sing? I have forgotten everythingI used to know so long ago…