It was going to happen sooner or later. This is what I signed up for; but there is so often a vast gulf between anticipation and experience. It started out as an innocent everyday play session in the school yard. Mothers gathered near the building, soaking up afternoon winter sun. A mild day in the…Read more The Wounding – Racism
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Weeping With Us
There is a grief deeper than words, a swirling current, sweeping a heart in relentless crashing tide. Grief lurks, shocking companion in the loss of a loved one, slinks from the shadows when we stumble upon a situation that we cannot comprehend, or change. Never sought out, it hunts each of us down sooner or…Read more Weeping With Us
Colleen Briggs Art & Writing 