Don’t be ashamed to cry. It means you care. Continue reading Advice to my daughters.
With fragile hands that once were strong she plucks the heavy fruit from the knotted branch and fills her basket … Continue reading Cherry Pie.
The Toy Nana: That’s a toy. It’s for children. I’m not getting that for your daughter. Me (in my Arnold … Continue reading The Toy
“Go ahead and ask me?” Continue reading The Stupid Question
In your 36th year you will learn what its like to die and watch all that you built and your father built be dismantled. Continue reading Synopsis of a story
Should I have rather less randomly
yanked you by your thorny stem
and left you in the garden
among the Jaqards, Buttercups, and Peone?
I sit in my mother’s old rocking chair, the same one she used to rock me in when I was … Continue reading The Reluctant Soldier