Hold Your Breath

I went to a small choral music school, Westminster Choir College, during the late 1960s. I enjoyed walking into town leaving the campus and turning right onto Hamilton Street until it became Wiggins. When I passed by Princeton Cemetery, I’d love picking up a stick and running it across the iron fence bars as I… Continue reading Hold Your Breath

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Venom and Velocity

Painting of a snake on a red background with hieroglyphs. A beautiful and dangerous poisonous snake symbolizes the secrets that it guards. Illustration of encrypted inscriptions, a mysterious message.

My mother moved in mysterious ways… My mother had a thing for snakes and tornados. Somewhat similar in shape, one horizontally inclined, and the other displaying vertical superiority dropping from clouds above. My mother knew snakes, the garden variety which lived tucked away in the stone fence of our rural Massachusetts’ home. Tornadoes, on the… Continue reading Venom and Velocity

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