Room at the Inn
I live in a busy city in Texas, a border state with Mexico, and I see many refugees where I
Prayer Before Sleeping
The other day I was thinking of the phrase that we often toss out when someone we love is doing
The Overstory
Ida Zaccagnini Zborovancik was my great aunt - my maternal grandmother's younger sister, one of seven children from
Sin cera
In my last writing group, the monthly theme was courage. It was a day when courage, for me, felt absent.
Putting on your grandfather's coat
Today is Dia de los Muertos, the Day of the Dead, which I became familiar with and began celebrating twelve
Night watch
This year I've been a part of a monthly writing group where we meet to read poems, write,
Wanting mind
This poem came one morning when I was scrolling through etsy, looking for a new pair of earrings. Scrolling etsy
After Mary Oliver's Wild Geese
In my most recent poem I mentioned that two poems came to me last week about softness. The first you
Different kinds of strength
In my most recent Soul Writer's circle, the theme was 'softness.' Two poems came to meet
Lilium
Here in Texas where I live we've been in a drought for several weeks. Now that we'