Play: Keeping my Husband alive

M: where my desert eagle, Debby?
W: It’s where you always keep it. Top draw of dresser far right under the purple heart and the baby wipes.
M: well, it’s not there.
W: what do you need your eagle for?
M: Look at me! I’m not a man anymore! I don’t want to live with only one arm and no legs. Continue reading →


Poem: Grandpa’s memory

1. Short, careful, slow steps. I walked with him.
2. We took steps across the river stones together
3. Afraid of experiencing death ahead of his time
4. I extended to him my open palm to hold
5. His Fragile fingers grasped my hand in kind
6. Now these are memories that will last forever Continue reading →