A God Fearing Grandmother’s Prayer ©

Merciful God, Creator
Of Heaven and Earth

Leslie and Ulysses


Anatomy of a Failed Adoption ©

My earliest memories are of a time when I cried myself to sleep. The darkness of night was both a terror and a refuge-a terror because the night brought isolation and a reminder of an earlier abandonment, a refuge because I was for the most part left undisturbed.


The Ramblings of a Tortured Mind
In Two Words: Alleged and Henceforth ©

Its fifty miles back
after being away
There’s a brand new baby
at home in the hay

Christmas and New Year’s
have come and gone
Now I wonder
if I still belong