Did you ever understand this? If my spirit was poor, how could… Was I depressed? Understanding editing, I see how a comma, removed or inse…

As if I’ve swallowed A watermelon And Sidestepping My digestive tract

I Sing of Mumia brilliant and strong and of the captivity that few black men escape

She is the one who will notice that the first snapdragon of Spring is

Be nobody’s darling; Be an outcast. Take the contradictions Of your life And wrap around

Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there’s something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for d...

Going out to the garden this morning to plant seeds for my winter greens —the strong, fiery mustard

I will keep Broken things: The big clay Pot

You confide in me that you are lonely,

The tree of life has fallen on my small house. I thought it was so much bigger! But it is not. There in the distance I see the m…