There are moments so flooded with tenderness
every wall around our heart collapses
from the beauty of it
When I was 24, I killed myself. I put it that bluntly because it was not an attempted suicide, a cry for help, but a decision to self-murder. Yes, it … Continue reading
Too many missing from this year’s mailing list.
Looking back I’m humbled to remember
how many stupid things I’ve done and survived
Some of the artists of the ’60s are revising their hits with new lyrics to accommodate aging baby boomers.