a sun kissed life

  It’s out and available!  As difficult as it is to remember, the history and sentiments will remind us that we can never afford to forget. ...

 It's been my honor to write this book.

     I heard that thanks is a prayer. Thanks is enough. Struggles arise, angels and saviors. Old scripture along side the new. I have morphe...

     My mother welcomed the sabbath, lighting candles. Her head covered, her eyes closed as she whispered her prayer. Her house spotless. Th...

My eyes are luminous. 
 My heart is alive.
 My soul is hungry. I am not defined
 by my skin
 or the vessel that I live in.
 I am a visionary...

The boat sleeps in the boatyard.
 When the moon rises, the boat tells the trees and the frogs
 stories about her boy
 and his grandpa.
 The ...

Dear moon, have I told you that every time I see you, I think of my boy? The way his eyelashes gently flutter when he sleeps. The way he re...