Daily Archives: March 4, 2012

these pages; for there is a time for these fragile phrasings and a time for creasing them closed a time to plant my feet on solid ground and a time to uproot myself, whole a time for breath held between … Continue reading →

The kitchen is warm, and white and filled with huge eyes and hungry hearts. They’ve given me a metal ladle and I scoop stew into bowls for a quiet fragile woman and her coatless daughter who grins at me minus … Continue reading →