“It was the 70s and through no fault of my own I was living on bologna and Wonder Bread and Banquet fried chicken, and instant potatoes made by my grandma seemed pretty great.”
Edward Estlin “E. E.” Cummings (October 14, 1894 – September 3, 1962) This is the only poem I remember reading in high school lit class, and […]
This summer has been eye opening for me. I’ve experienced grief and love and kindness and longing, the depth of which is […]
It’s Friday and also Day 4 of this #onehundreddaysofwonder adventure. As I mentioned to a friend this routine of creating every day […]
