mothermade

I am exhausted. The shutdown, the politics, the racists. Our lives are consumed by the government shutdown. The man is growing his beard u...

In the summer of 1996, just days before our plane took off for Rwanda, I bought a book called Womenfolks: Growning Up Down South by Shirley...

Oranges, yellows, reds, Speckled on the mountains.  God’s shaker overseasons.  He tempers it with the cool mist.  His painting is complete. ...