Becoming Eve My mother wanted me baptized with the middle name of Eve. It was 1953. The priest would not hear of it. In a covert nod to Church authority, she settled on the diminutive of “Evelyn.” I can’t recall exactly when she shared this anecdote with me. I do know I was old enough […]Read more "Becoming Eve"
Carried on the side of your knife like the good part of an apple traveling to the picker’s mouth. You are one ear. I carry you like a key. The key locks curtained rooms. Resting, scrutinized, the witnesses to the dream before the dream wakes up. Pushers and healers. The heart is a fruit of […]Read more "Great Grand To Be"
“Women have sat indoors all these millions of years, so that by this time the very walls are permeated by their creative force, which has, indeed, so overcharged the capacity of bricks and mortar that it must needs harness itself to pens and brushes and business and politics.” — Virginia Woolf :::::: Today, March 8th, 2013 […]Read more "International Women’s Day (IWD) – I Write Destiny"