I climb the shelves jump the study rooms and cut my way through piles of books   I plumb the depths of Google searches for bits of lost info and hidden treasure   I face the questions that puzzle the will of the most knowledgeable…

10 years ago… where even was I 10 years ago? Oh.   I remember now   Finally crawling out of my ghost form that I had taken on to keep myself safe and free of any attachments lest I had to flee again   Not…

The Glass Menagerie, by Tennessee Williams I was Amanda, and he missed the poignance. There at the end we sat as in family montage. No bows, odd applause, though we had done well. Just a few in the audience, a small black box theater in…

In times of old, a woman’s worth was quite easy to define If she was “good” and didn’t speak or step one foot out of line. If she served her husband or her country that was plenty for the time. Still, a woman could be…

They say history is written by the winner, but that’s not true. History is written by the writer.   In times passed, skalds carried the songs and stories of ancestors. In doing so they held the past.   “Never anger a bard”, says the wise…

She woke from a great slumber, In a parallel realm of space, That she didn’t know what to call. Where she was no one, But sought after by all, Her people had been shackled They were called a lesser race, For as long as they…

She woke from a great slumber, In a parallel realm of space, Only to find herself somewhere foreign, That she didn’t know what to call. In a dimensional place That was in a strange state, Where she was no one, But sought after by all….

I hear the change . . .  it’s in her voice . . . in her way. Mom is getting old; I don’t want to accept . . . she will one day leave. Leave me here; Alone. The world she protected me within; And…