At each point the heart breaks, it becomes at once more tough and more tender -- KA / 1993

starting with the kitchen sink

    "Where do you live" is an easy question for me to answer.  "Where's home?" is not.  After 16 houses and nine cities since high school, there's a continual current underneath my life that searches for community. Pull on the big girl panties, let go of that infamous expat curse, nostalgia (read Allende's "Of Love... Continue Reading →

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