Dear Readers, We never had summer vacations where I grew up. Spring kicked off the year in my town and then winter came after nine months, and it was brutal. So, we only had time to work between these two seasons. From December to February, the town was in a deep slumber with many people …
Listening to Stillness
Dear Reader, Winter is upon us. Literally. The lizards in my house have disappeared and there are no more mosquitoes that need swatting. They tell me that winter is the perfect time to shed busyness, to put it on hold. When we return, the world will be right there, I'm sure, hardly having missed us. …
The Conspiracies of Silence
The drum beats loud. It's the time of the day when the hunter must prey. A whiff of fear permeates the air. There is someone there who carries the clout And another one who stands in everlasting doubt. The tall fellow in the corner shuts his eye And the short one thinks he must comply. …
A Hundred Quills 