That man, standing at the edge of the floodlight’s pale halo, trying to keep out of the rain… it was about the loneliest thing I have ever seen.
He Pitched his Tent
Sermons
Two Women
I’m not all that interested in what my brain tells me about the passage. That’s been done. I want my gut to have a say. I want my dreams to sneak up on it.
Don’t Forget your Cane
There is a straightforwardness about these words. And yet they are words of care.
Straightforward words of care.
