Personal Style: In-Vest-in Colors for Nana
Well, someone must stand up for wrinkled clothes! And I have volunteered, too willingly, to be that very person. But this shoot is not about the waves that…
Autumn Diary | On My Nana’s Passing
Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard It seems to me most…
Poetry: Death as Death by Laura Riding
Death as Death by Laura Riding To conceive death as death Is difficulty come by easily, A blankness fallen among Images of understanding, Death like a quick cold hand …
Postcard From Feelings: So Long
So Long for Nana my feelings spell you as peace in dazzling happiness awaiting in merriment in foreverandeverandeverandever so soon is where we laugh without barricades in…