NOSTALGIA
nostalgia but for what still leaves the taste upon my tongue: a stamp of what was true and what was free; the lights were young. an image of the day that i had once upon belonged. lord, take me back to where the heavens …
It’s hard to believe January has come and gone, and alas February has arrived. Is it just me, or did January feel like a year unto its own? We’ve survived the first of 2019, and here, from our lovely Elysse, we have some fun decoding …