Stillness Mi’ijo, my son, I sit holding you as we glide back and forth in the middle of the night. You are […] March 10, 2016 8 11
Quince Jelly and Granny Last week quince jelly was calling me. I could see its rich, translucent amber color. It’s been years since I […] December 30, 2015 2 10
Dancing to the Words 