You’ll be happy to hear that I’ve been crafting up a storm for the holidays. As 2020 has been all … Continue Reading Real Thanksgiving
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A reflection on what has passed, hope for what is yet to come.
A woman’s pandemic poem Allowing Mourning, or what you will feel.
Late night poetry from the epicentre.