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The Unfolding
I place my notebook down on the table, then pick it up again, to lay it back down. I walk away and walk back, passing it by only to return. The words inside are scrambled, my mind spins a yolk–an embryo of thoughts all stuck together. Then it finally occurs to...
Beauty Enters Slowly
I have been buried in budgets at work and almost missed it. Today would have been my mom’s 88th birthday. Born two days and 25 years apart we often celebrated our birthdays together. After I got married and moved back to Milwaukee in 1999, we spent that time on...
Our Mothers in Heaven
Like the new moon your face shines unseen. Your past now hidden in clouds of recollections. But as the sun streams through your smile in my dreams, you shatter the stars and light hearts for all eternity. Photos of my late parents by Janet Lew Carr at Danceworks...