Soul Vang

There is no need to build The Wall. There are walls enough. Some days we can't penetrate the walls of our nations, states, c...

- To My Daughter, In Her Last Year of High School It is only the beginning of spring Of your high school senior year, Bu...

          ~for James Baldwin The sentence, you said, must be pared to the bare bone. This was years after you left New York for...

Sunshine, my oldest: cautious, daring. Nineteen, half-adult, half teen… Blossom, second born: stoic, steady. Seve...

We are driving up the sequoia-lined road, beyond Shaver Lake, climbing  towards Huntington Lake, mood-calming acoustic music pouring fr...