Words Like Bread

On NPR poet Kwame Alexander asked for people to write a poem about the pandemic lockdown starting with the line "Still, I rise" from which he would compile a crowdsourced poem. My submission was not used for the final product, but I like what I wrote. Still, I rise. Even if my bread did not. … Continue reading Words Like Bread

Ghost Lights and Hope

Two friends posted similar images. Pictures of ghost lights at theatres. One big, one small. One in Pittsburgh, one in Chicago. Theatres that are now closed due to coronavirus response measures. The images are hauntingly beautiful. The spaces may be empty, but the presence of the lights indicates hope. In theatre, a ghost light is … Continue reading Ghost Lights and Hope