Beyond any notion of a beginning
When we talk about love, we go back to the start, to pinpoint the moment of free fall. But this story is the story of an ending, of death, and it has no beginning. A mother is beyond any notion of a beginning. That’s what makes her a mother: you cannot start the story. But,…
The Storm that Wasn’t.
Out here in the western part of the state we didn’t get so much as a stray snowflake from the so-called blizzard. We already have a foot of snow on the ground, so I’m not exactly complaining, but it was a surprise to wake up to nothing when I was expecting at least a foot…