The Cold

Lowell approached me today with a notepad.  We’d both been up since 4:30, because the shelter woke them all up at that hour and kicked them back out into the cold and my alarm in my warm soft bed signaling my departure to meet them.  The parking lot we met in was blustery.  It was [...]

A Christmas Story

The child wrote the letter to his father and tucked it away. Each morning he woke up, snuck quietly down to the fireplace hearth, and checked the stocking with his very own name on it.
It was a week before Christmas.
There were two stockings there, not three and each day it was that one thought that [...]

My Compass Moved Me