Track and Field

The woman’s voice whispered in the night  as she stood at her grandson’s bedroom door, filling their heads with her words.  Much later she stood outside her granddaughter’s door and just shook her head, “Please Jesus, just let them get some sleep,” she whispered. The girls had been up for hours playing and disrupting theContinue reading “Track and Field”

The Raven Catharsis

Originally posted on Purple Pennies:
This will be a memorable road trip, I thought, as I was driving down the street admiring the bittersweet beauty of the Garry Oak’s shedding their leaves in a? final burst of red, orange and yellow glory.? My sister and I were traveling four hours away to fling my mother’s…