For James, on your 50th birthday

You aren't much for words or celebrations. You prefer actions- everyday manifestations of whatever this thing called love is. You're not sure anyway so why get bogged down in the party plans trying to figure it out or the essays of "I love yous" people say to each other like the courtesy, "How do you... Continue Reading →

My Psalm

How long? How many more days do I have to cry bitterly asking you how long? My heart is sick my hope is deferred my heart hopes for what I can't conjure. How long must I try to find a quiet place to get away from the constant strain of this yoke pulling me one... Continue Reading →

Ash Wednesday is a perfect Valentine.

I've grown thick-skinned after 26 hard years.  At seventeen this small-town girl met a big-city boy and fell into infatuation. After two years of dating, and three break-ups, I married that rebellious, out-of-town boy who walked into my life wearing torn and bleached blue jeans, long blonde hair and a pink corduroy hat.  After 24... Continue Reading →

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