Empathy

In The Quiet Of The Night In the quiet of the night When the moon has gone to sleep I think of your laughter's…

The Best Ingredient Of All One mother, two mothers, three mothers or four – we can never have enough love…

Bouquets and Interludes Little grimace, I: A suite of tiny twinges never-done, A suite for Señor Wences…

Saint Adelaide Separated by a decade and millennium And yet you persevere in times of grief and stress…

Woman On The Hill Upon the hill she stands seeing from a muffled distance the world below her lazily unfold…

Stalking And Sexual Assault The rise in sexual assaults around the country is on the rise, and the Dallas PD has…

Must be an Angel “Do you smoke?” He asked in a whisper, handing me an open pack of cigarettes. I forget now what…

The Coin Of Life I walk the tightrope of a third existence Offering to chance no choice, no resistance The…

Autism Walk October 3, 2010 It's been a while since I could write. It has to be admitted that though I am still…