I used to hate crows, scavengers of the earth squawking, snatching, swamping the skies when one died, shot by that stray bullet frightening us into the house. But then they said that crows were good that when they eat the food offered to the dead…

“What did Santa bring you?” Asked Mommy on the phone. Her eyes were big as saucers as she looked ’round her daddy’s home. Her little heart was broken as she sobbed into the phone, “I must’ve been a bad girl, Mommy…Santa didn’t come.” “No!” Mommy…

Christmas sucks. I loved Christmas as a kid. I was conditioned to hate it.   Angry men. Possessive men.   Tantrums with blown out candles and spit on my car. Joy only with permission. I don’t want to remember the past.   Not at this…

I never thought I could do this. But here I am, 18 out of 24. Started off with nothing but a slice of cake And a cup of coffee. The prompts came in so fast, And I thought it would be impossible to go half…

“The Beginning” Darkness hides the light… yet, the light was always there. An atom… a star… a Milky Way; No name to describe … me… us… the spark that will lead the way. We … us … rise up and shine brighter and brighter! The…