My Snow Globe Life ByElise December 20, 2022December 20, 2022 8 Comments When I was young I wrote poetry in a snow globe; a lone scribe huddled over her desk, writing poems I wanted no one to see, where a whirlwind of…
Thoughts During Pride Month ByElise June 4, 2022June 7, 2022 4 Comments In the early 1970s I stood at the train station on a summer afternoon, a lone young woman surrounded by a hundred men, most of them tanned and handsome; All…
