• Musings, Poems, and Essays

    Am I Blue?

    Am I Blue? For me, blue has had the connotation of gender for as long as I have lived. In fact, this notion goes back to a time when gender was perhaps the first thing that defined one’s role in the world. I am certainly glad I live in the here and now than in…

  • Musings, Poems, and Essays

    One More Day

    If you had a chance to spend one more day with someone who had passed on, with whom would you spend it? I can think of a great many people I would like to see again. I never got to tell my mother goodbye. The same could be said of my eldest brother. I could…