I am not sure what the connection is of my six related things.  But I trust that there is one, because I am thinking about them. 1. Ther...

A Myth of Devotion   by Louise Glück When Hades decided he l...

A rendering of my inner stupa next to a Trent Miller drawing.  Can you guess which one I did?! Dear self, Today has been a hard day. ...

What I Learned From My Mother by Julia Kasdorf I learned from my mother how to love the living, to have plenty of vases on hand in case...

Dissolver of Sugar by Rumi Dissolver of sugar, dissolve me, if this is the time. Do it gently with a touch of a hand, or a look. Every...

When I Look At the Old Car by Marcia F. Brown When I look at the old car backed into the cleared-out space in the shed, I can almost un...

The House on Broughton Street by Mary Ann Larkin Always it was a summer afternoon I see my mother climbing the stairs to the porch My ...