Therhythmictappingofyourfingersis what first drew my eye to you.Captivatedby your lovely melody, I stared across the classroomThis is but the first wh..
Death is such an odd concept.I have always been saddled with death nearby. Before I was born all but one grandparent had passed and my own father had ..
To count your scratches would be to count the memories of my childhood.Like the particuarly long one set to the right, from when I was learning to mak..
Mama, why are we so attracted to the snake and not the bee?Because my sweet girl, the bee always presents the threatening stinger while the snake hide..