Tagged: death

Sister of Eve

By Soncirey Mitchell Reader Staff Nana made our clothes until her hands couldn’t hold the thread. She dedicated her downstairs living room to the craft: pins and needles scattered across three tables, streams of...

Growing old gracefully

By Dick Sonnichsen Reader Contributor I love that title phrase. If only it were true.  Sadly, it isn’t. Not even close. It’s an oxymoron, a myth, a preposterous impossibility, a delusional figment of imagination. It’s...