Mended at the Cracks
My heart, after decades of comings and leavings, is a brilliant web of gold.
End Not in Sight
Maybe we would have shared words. Wine. Wisdom. Winter is standing by.
Shine On
Pandemic pounds? Self-negative? I am who I am and you are who you are, no matter what.
Two: Love in the time of Covid
We were there, noses pressed against glass with a line forming behind us. Waffles walked to the front of his cage, licked my hand (and barked at Art), and that was that.
One: Love in the Time of Covid
2020: Valentine’s Day was approaching, fast on the jingly heels of Christmas. Cardboard hearts of lackluster chocolates replacing candy canes and Hershey stocking stuffers. My holidays were dampened by the […]
I Didn’t Inhale
Timing is everything. 2020 may be my year to indulge in fuzzy headedness.