Writer | Artist | Adoptee
Yesterday, I turned 57. It was a very good day. 0559, this morning, walking the dog while staring up at the stars, a shooting star, one of the fast, bright Perseids with a tail so long and white, zipped in and out of the atmosphere, right after I said, aloud, "I don't need to see... Continue Reading →
Somerset, VA. DJDawson 2017
All I ever asked for [sitting in a darkened car alone on a night nearing Christmas 2012, dreading - yet, again - being the only single adult family member, the only divorced person, the only single Mama - and crying like I have never cried before] was this: Whoever is listening, and I've been told... Continue Reading →
