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Hope is not the thing with feathers That comes home to roost When you need it most. Hope is an ugly thing With teeth and claws and Patchy fu...

I want to tell you something. This morning is bright after all the steady rain, and every iris, peony, rose, opens its mouth, rejoicing. I w...

La dentelle des reines, the lace of queens, and the queen of laces. A veil made for Queen Elizabeth took 12,000 hours and had 12,000,000 sti...

All this talk of saving souls. Souls weren’t made to save, like Sunday clothes that give out at the seams. They’re made for wear; they come ...

  "When I dare to be powerful - to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am af...

Maru Mori brought me a pair of socks which she knitted herself with her sheepherder’s hands, two socks as soft as rabbits. I slipped my feet...

Bring your broken hallelujah here. Bring the large one that is beyond repair. Bring the small one that’s too soft to share. Bring your broke...

  Talking to policemen "Proximity breeds care and distance breeds fear. And because there's not enough proximity, there's a lac...

  Joe vs. the Volcano "Some things take care of themselves. They're not your job; maybe they're not even your business.” "...

Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone I came up with one thing And I ...

The old words are dying, everyone forgets them, pages falling into sleep and dust, dust and sleep, burning so slowly you wouldn’t even know ...

Excerpt: Isn’t it amazing how we crave to know an outcome before its time even as we accept that we cannot know how anything will go?

All the birds die of blunt-force trauma — of barn of wire of YIELD or SLOW CHILDREN AT PLAY. You are a sign are a plank are a raft are a fel...

Leave the dishes. Let the celery rot in the bottom drawer of the refrigerator and an earthen scum harden on the kitchen floor. Leave the bla...

  We have a soul at times. No one’s got it non-stop, for keeps.   Day after day, year after year may pass without it.   Sometimes it will se...

Ok, I'll say it. Republicans are NOT just acting out of loyalty to one man. They are choosing a means to an end. Trump and Trumpism are ...

When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I ...

Lie back daughter, let your head be tipped back in the cup of my hand. Gently, and I will hold you. Spread your arms wide, lie out on the st...

Thankful To be hammered thin Seemingly brittle But strong enough To bridge the gaps Between strengths Shading a space For rest

Let me tell you about my marvelous god, how he hides in the hexagons of the bees, how the drought that wrings its leather hands above the wo...