My poems podcast, Words by Winter, can be found here. The pink stucco and stone house across the street is slanty, sprawling, and old, with a few apartments carved out of what at one point must have been a single-family house. I think of it as the Francis of Assisi house – the place exudes an easygoing … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Grace Schulman
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Telling all sides of the parenting story
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On James Baldwin and Diverse Literature
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your own PDK for writing
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If it can't be said in a hundred words, then it can't be said in a thousand.
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"drink from the well of your self and begin again" ~charles bukowski
Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.
Thoughts on the world around me
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