Now I Pray— a poem

Now I Pray— a poem

Ashen face, wool hat bobbing,/
the young boy’s eyes dart to me,/
then up at the man pulling a rolling/
suitcase, whose hand he holds,/

"We Were Born Right Now for a Reason"

“We Were Born Right Now for a Reason”

We were born right now for a reason. We can be whatever we give ourselves the power to be. And right now we need dream weavers…truth sayers…trail blazers… life lovers…peacemakers.

Murderer's Bread

Murderer’s Bread

The chronicle of a LGBT couple settling in a hardscrabble neighborhood outside the city

Dot and Fran

Dot and Fran

We knew we’d be loud old ladies on the porch, and we’d be laughing about the same old stuff, grumbling about it together, drinking some kind of punch

How Jane Eyre Changed My Life

How Jane Eyre Changed My Life

All the kids in the neighborhood had been warned to stay away from me. Bored out of my mind, I read Jane Eyre at least eight times before college.

Mr. Ince and the Hope of Being Needed

Mr. Ince and the Hope of Being Needed

Following Turkish immigrant Dursun Ince in Berlin for a year and a half, a picture emerges of a man who shatters the stereotype of the freeloader in Europe’s pivotal immigration debate.