time for the pool
We finally arrive at the house. Even with the dark clouds overhead.... it is time to go swimming!
Poetry Friday: "My Mother's Shoes" by Frannie Lindsay (on my mother's
passing)
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I can't remember how I found Frannie Lindsay but I'm grateful I did. She is
known for her work in the intersections of poetry, grief, and trauma. This
p...
1 week ago
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