Under the Leaves

Little girl sits beneath the canopy. The earth soft under her, bark at her back, summer leaves taking her under their wing, a hidden cave of green. No one will find her here.

My sweet baby

12: In Between Two Worlds

Dear Rollie, Baby, you are 12 today. I don’t even know how we got here. It seems like I was just at Northside yesterday, waiting with your Daddy, watching Mash reruns (Suicide is Painless is forever ingrained in my memory now as a reminder of my labor with you), for your arrival. I love you and your sister equally, but… Read more →