“Ah, when to the heart of man Was it ever less than a treason To go with the drift of things, To yield with a grace to reason, And bow and accept the end Of a love ...
“All those years I fell for the great palace lie that grief should be gotten over as quickly as possible and as privately. But what I’ve discovered is that the lifelong fear of grief keeps us in a barren isolated ...
Originally published in Fathom Magazine Thus says the Lord of hosts: “Consider, and call for the mourning women, that they may come; send for the skillful women, that they may come; let them make haste and raise up a wailing ...
A delicate mirrored box sits in my hutch surrounded by pretty heirlooms and souvenirs. In a way, it’s a souvenir of some of my darkest moments, a memory kept in honor of the friendship and the beauty that comes from ...
