by Dew | Jun 3, 2014
I saw the story before I saw the stroke. But, context is great for details when details are still fresh on swollen lungs. I’m patient enough not to invade. Curious enough to be patient. Sometimes, I’ve learned, new friends are a good thing. A fresh ear for...
by Dew | Jun 3, 2014
I saw the story before I saw the stroke. But, context is great for details when details are still fresh on swollen lungs. I’m patient enough not to invade. Curious enough to be patient. Sometimes, I’ve learned, new friends are a good thing. A fresh ear for...
by Dew | May 26, 2014
I call myself old. It’s playful and frivolous. I’m not afraid of age. I think having the chance to grow into life and move along the stages of a journey from learning to learned, from learned to reflection, from reflection to wisdom is a blessing. No,...
by Dew | May 26, 2014
I call myself old. It’s playful and frivolous. I’m not afraid of age. I think having the chance to grow into life and move along the stages of a journey from learning to learned, from learned to reflection, from reflection to wisdom is a blessing. No,...
by Dew | May 24, 2014
I sat mesmerized By the light brown fire A smile captured Long thought Evacuated Languished In a past torn down Like wall paper Glory be To the light brown fire Reminding me How good it feels To stay...
