It's Tough To Break Yourself As News

Our Childhood Had Passed Over Into History Overnight. The Transition Was Unnoticed By Anyone But Ourselves.

What You Lose In Blindness Is The Space Around You, The Place Where You Are, And Without That You Might Not Exist. You Could Be Nowhere At All.

A Mother's Body Remembers Her Babies-the Folds Of Soft Flesh, The Softly Furred Scalp Against Her Nose. Each Child Has It's Own Entreaties To Body And Soul.

In A World As Wrong As This One, All We Can Do Is Make Things As Right As We Can.

Silence Has Many Advantages…i Write And Draw In My Notebook And I Read Anything I Please.