by Deb Farris | Jun 23, 2018 | Memoir, Musings, Poetry
I place my notebook down on the table, then pick it up again to lay it back down. I walk away and walk back, passing it by only to return. The words inside are scrambled, my mind spins a yolk–an embryo of thoughts all stuck together. Then it finally occurs to me...
by Deb Farris | May 13, 2018 | Family, Musings, Poetry
Like the new moon your face shines unseen. Your past now hidden in clouds of recollections. But as the sun streams through your smile in my dreams, you shatter the stars and light hearts for all eternity. Photos of my late parents by Janet Lew Carr at Danceworks...
