“We played icebreakers—yes, hell had frozen over.” What my sister once brilliantly said in eight words, I am about to say much more clumsily in five hundred. I’ve been around the PC block a few times, three to be exact, and I consider myself an icebreaker survivor. I’ve been on countless “speed dates,” all of […]
At home you and I make the coffee without caffeine, For the heart murmurers who gather in another room, While jostling predispositions in hallways wait their turns to be heard. We save the coffee grounds and the broken eggshells For the soil of the vines and bleeding-hearts and thyme That make clear our hearts and […]
