Since my Mother’s death every morning has been filled with insomnia between the hours of 2-6 AM. . .roughly the same time my mother sat...

Into each life a few drops must fall impatient upon window or roof O the tiny worlds tucked inside each sphere imperfect mixed...

So happy to be included in this beautiful anthology of dog poems curated by Corine Timmers. Proceeds generously go to two street dog...

Here’s an Irish blessing my Dad taught me when I was a growing up. It’s one of my favorites and I hope it brings you luck! May the road...