A Year of Being Here

I push my cart through Plowboy’s produce market gleaning this song for the first days of fall: broccoli ca...

I believe in the Tuesdays and Wednesdays of life, the tuna sandwich lunches and TV after dinner. I believe in coffee ...

What binds me to this earth are the hands of my children, as I hold my mother holding her mother back to the mother who begat us...