“I want to be cremated and have my ashes spread near the creek on the Big Tesuque Trail in the Santa Fe Mountains.” On a sunny spring morning, I sit at my dining room table and write this in the will I am preparing. I think little of it. It is but a directive for […]
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Choose the Friend
Keep being me and choosing You even though it feels like the harder thing to do. In the end this choice of the Friend ...
The Limping Lizard
The lizard limps down the middle of the dirt road. I stop the car, climb out, herd him to the side. He only perseveres back ...
Nestle in with the Moonflowers
I used to think love blossomed in an edgy brilliance like those thistle flowers too prickly to touch and then surely eaten by night rabbits. ...
