The Confluence of River and Self
At the edge of the Willamette,I draw breath fromtree roots and cold sand.Dawn color gathers at the edgesswirling, prismatic silt. … Continue reading The Confluence of River and Self
At the edge of the Willamette,I draw breath fromtree roots and cold sand.Dawn color gathers at the edgesswirling, prismatic silt. … Continue reading The Confluence of River and Self
I find that whenever I am at an emotional an spiritual crossroads I am drawn towards Annie Rice novels. My … Continue reading Note to Self