Duck
We didn’t have a dog, but my sister had a duck—a little awkward thing—bright yellow with a large bill the exact shade of dried mustard.
I Write to Stay Alive (Baptism)
A foreword and a memory. A reckoning and a rebirth.
The Red Ball
Author’s Note: It surprises some people when they learn just how far back my childhood memories go. In this
Horse
Author’s Note: Horses are strong and mysterious creatures, often symbols of freedom and movement. They both fascinated and frightened