sweet child of mine,i know you worry but look around twilight shadows have fallen tucking in the earthand the night is busy too as she wraps starsinto the hair of the goddess moon who is preparingto dance in lushness with princes from distant lands so lay your head in...
“Perhaps we are born knowing the tales, for our grandmothers and all their ancestral kin continually run about in our blood repeating them endlessly, and the shock they give us when we first hear them is not of surprise but of recognition. Things long...
