You and I and We
We praise the skill of the athlete, the hyper-drive of human limbs, the physiology of will, the suffering to win. We admire the minds that debone matter, with t...
Category: Mercy
Porch light
The outside light is on as well as the Christmas lights that we’ve left draped over the deck rails. Taking pictures at night (my idea of innovation) while walki...
Our felix culpa – happy fault
For over a decade he sat watching poplar trees through a front window. And for seven of those years he was part of a little gathering that met each Wednesday—se...
Why a sad song for the road makes you kinder
For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth. My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread. The p...