Mary

The Gate by Sara Wright

Unaccustomed to joy his kindness barely torched  her cells still under fierce attack from too many anti –bodies. What registered was quick – silver shining a clasp so easily undone…   A golden sun illuminated two  leaf strewn paths  gilded in… Read More ›

The Gift by Sara Wright

We drifted through the green hungrily absorbing plant souls, each twig, flower, and tree has her own story to tell…   Such a joyful way for me to spend a ‘mother’s day.’ Being with him when family extends sharp claws… Read More ›