Beauty Walking
We are not what we appear: Minivans and Land Rovers, Miniskirts and accessories, Cardboard signs and burnt faces, One side of an aisle or...
Chalice
He drank the cup filled with God’s wrath. He drank it utterly dry to the very last drop. Yet. Yet I continue to come back to this ancient...
Dreams
I dream about writing. Not nighttime dreams, those are filled with anxiety dreams about losing one of my children at the pool or...