This bird sings not for you or I
He sings of sunshine, open sky... more »
A year ends under a monstrous wave.
Eleven countries bury their dead, and
Cry for the hopelessness of what is.
Water recedes, spitting out what once was... more »
We are the sandwich generation
Taking the happy and the sad
Snap shots of moments we treasure
We tuck them neatly... more »