I was born at 5:45 p.m. on Wednesday, October 13, 1965 to O.R. And Phyllis. My patchwork had begun. I probably would have been born…
The windis heavy.Propellingmebackward.My wingsare fatigued. The big, bad wolfis still lurking about,trying to huff,and puff,and blow me down. On my knees,ferventlyflapping my featherswith all the…
A wave of turquoise floats by The teal energy envelopes all in it’s path. I can feel it before my eyes are able to grasp…
Hi! I’m Lori! I’ve struggled with where to begin here. There are so many things I want to say about so many things. As I…
Oh, Boston. What an old soul you are… Inside and out. Through and through Trinkets of presently unknown history are hidden inside your gilded, jeweled…
It’s 11:00 on a Sunday morning and the purr and grumble of the neighbor’s lawn mower is penetrating through the thin walls. When the blade…
On Facebook, I’ve posted about my Grandma Jackie’s Fried Soup and shared the recipe. I’m gonna do that here today, delving deep into the depth…
Photo: a piece I made last summer/early fall. I just made it on a whim It’s a new era It’s a new start I’m no…
I come from limestonefrom far-reaching pine trees that grow towards the clouds, and the river that runs through themI come from dances of lovers, wit,…