Tact

Stubborn in the set of his shoulders rigid through the spine and all of this seen and sensed from behind known to me since before he was born I didn’t need to look in his eyes to know that this argument was not mine so I gracefully cleared the court changed the subject moved on. […]

Houses and Homes

I walk through this house Passing empty rooms Where my children used to sleep  It feels like only moments ago that I would call “Goodnight I love you”  And hear their answering replies My footfalls seem so loud In this house gone quiet And the walls With their nicks and scrapes Tell their own stories […]