Friday, May 27, 2016. Thank you, May 27th. Versus May 27, 2009, the day I was told that yes, the lumps in my breast were cancer.

The students at Skipwith Elementary having tons of fun reading wearing their hats! Principal Smith sharing a D. At Skipwith Elementary School, Principal Smith kicking it off for Go Nutz For Reading Challenge.

Pop culture critic, road warrior, connoisseur of the mundane. I took a poetry class last winter. When I starve, I feel. Comes to gently feed me. On the wall, a basket. Of almost rotting fruit, a drawing. Of a woman, desperate,. You burrow, fresh-faced,. Cut grass and baseball practice.

Musings of a young writer with an old soul. Tuesday, August 11, 2015. I sit and write to you with clicks of rain at the window and an oboe trilling robustly at me from across the table. The world is right again with the simple pleasures of sounds and glances trembling in lovesickness, with loved ones home and home made lovelier than ever. Of The Syzygy Poetry Journal. You can read my poems - in Constellation Metaphorum - here.

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Women power! Except that even then, we had to find something to fight about. Who is Doing it Wrong? The hardest was when sh.

Three Tourists Having a Good Time. Strutting through the Old Quarter,. Wearing a Nón Lá,. Ho Chi Minh t-shirt,. Socks, and undies,. On the streets of difference. Three cups of Vietnamese Càphê. So black and thick, it tastes like oil;. A hundred days since we left Hanoi,. Street vendors, and their Bok Choys. Crossing the streets was a jeopardy,. Where we heeled, there abides felicity. Of the three careless tourists,.