It’s My Party And I’ll Cry If I Want To

It’s my birthday today.  Birthdays should be celebratory. Like they say, any day above ground is a good day. And I am happy to be alive and happy to be celebrating another birthday but I’m also emotional about where I am in my life compared to where I wish I was. Yesterday, I cried because…

Fooling The Killers

I’ve been reading a lot of poetry recently and loved this writer’s attitude to finding his childhood friend, or not. The poet, Taha Muhammad Ali, is from Palestine, a little part of the world where the people have endured many wars and their lives and relationships have settled into some acceptance of uncertainty. This poem was written…