Childhood… for some a gleeful, loving time. For others, endless trauma and despair. Like childhood, a swing can be a reflection of pure joy, letting a child soar into the sky, believing they can sweep their hand through the fleecy, luminescent clouds. For some children, however, joy is overshadowed by […]

He Read My Lips Through My Eyesby Tyler Marcil Summer heat in Denver, Coloradosometimes unbearable.Instead of cooking one eveningmy sister, her son, his father, my sister’s friend and myselfdecided to have dinner at a restaurant downtown. My two year old nephew sat next to his dad, but across fromme, his […]

A childhood story from Lynette Jenjen Douglass THE MUFFIN LADY The years between four and seven were some of my favorite years of growing up! We lived in a neighborhood of middle-aged and elderly people. I had another pair of grandparents, Grandma and Grandpa Hoppie, and there was another aunt, […]