A Dream of Learning to Speak

I had woken up to my lucky number and in my hand were the few words I was asked to say at the party in front of grown-ups. They wanted to hear what I had to say. Their gazes were smooth and full of wonder. I was learning to speak out loud. The silence within […]

The Old Stories

I’m going back to the past the way the wren goes back to the tree back into the faceless past. I remember the story of diamonds sewn into the hem of grandmother’s skirt, the tale of uncle hidden among the hay bales, the story of Stanislaus sent ahead to find a job in America, then […]