While My Mother Rots in Memory Care at Regency Park
At the Waffle House, if you’re facing somebitter truth, we’ll save you a window booth.And we will be waiting.—David Wilcox, […]
At the Waffle House, if you’re facing somebitter truth, we’ll save you a window booth.And we will be waiting.—David Wilcox, […]
She lay quietly as if she could wake, and only pretended not to know what our call intended; but her
What matters most is how wellyou walk through the fire.—Charles Bukowski The whole world may be burning around you,
What I remember is how my mother used her entire body to yank the gear of our red jeep into
You could be crickets or midges,whine of the wires inside the walls,transmissions from distant stars, shareI can hear of the
This morning, I heard you were found in your McDonald’s uniform. I heard it while I was visiting