Prose If you’d like to see a few short pieces, please click the links below. Some are about my grandmother, some describe interactions within the liminal world. A Rag, and a Bone, and a Hank of Hair... Becoming the Invisible Child Connecting with Ancestors, Seeing Into Stones Learning to Walk Free- Trauma. Tragedy. They come to all of us in Life. Sorcery and Other Karmic Thresholds The Persistent Rose of My Childhood
