It’s hard for me to believe I haven’t blogged in so long.
But sometimes you don’t have anything to say. I had a lot of incoming information and things I was quietly observing and praying about. 206 more words
Last night, precisely at the hour that the cucarachas in my house rose from their daylong slumber, I wrote a poem for you, Mother, celebrating my origin, when I slipped past your scaly loins and gave my first half-throttled scream. 334 more words