Day 364: Sometimes the Bird Falters

Emily Dickenson wrote: “Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - Before mining was mechanized the miners used to bring canaries into the mines with them. As long as the bird was singing the miners... Continue Reading →


Day 363: Once Upon a Time, Before Disney

Nowadays we often tell our kids the sanitized, easy, version of fairy tales. We don't tell them that Sleeping Beauty was raped while she slept and woke up to find herself the mother of twins or that Cinderella's step-sisters cut off their heel and toe (one each) to try and fit into the glass slipper. ... Continue Reading →

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