“He tricked us . . . and burned our homes down”
I sat in on a lecture a couple of years ago and listened as a docent from Whitehall talked about Henry Flagler, the man who forged a path through the […]
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Still finding friends in graveyards: the poem
I wrote this poem in 2010, and it was the inspiration for my memoir of the same title. Rosa Sophia Hot cup of coffee on a cold morning. The small […]