COVID Ode

I wrote this poem in November when I suffered from COVID. Of all the symptoms I suffered, losing my senses… Read more COVID Ode

Word of the year 2017

In early December, it grew bitterly cold in Arkansas. I stoked the wood stove full day in and day out,… Read more Word of the year 2017

The past few mornings the weather has deceived us. Jack Frost has made it impossible for me to leave the… Read more Snow, pianissimo

“Will you make me some flan?” I scribbled this barely legible note with my left hand while nursing my daughter… Read more Benign