Grandma’s Chest
An envelope within an envelope was neatly folded in the bottom drawer among the linens, fancy bar of soap and empty picture frame, with nothing more. A graduation photo …
Tag: Mary Boren
Calling
I have fulfilled my purpose when I cease to wonder … Why am I here? Am I doing this right? What does tomorrow hold? … when I can sit in …
To a Poet a Thousand Years Hence
I who am dead a thousand years, And wrote this sweet archaic song, Send you my words for messengers The way I shall not pass along. I care not if …