Header image - Deb Brandon: Living in Radiant Color


I reread the poem for the umpteenth time, and like the first time, shortly after my second brain surgery, I teared up. Mum came to be with me in Phoenix during the surgeries. Dad had to stay at home, across the ocean. Throughout my hospitalization, he expressed his fears, anguish, and love through poetry. He … Read more

A Story

A story, lived together. At the same time, in the same place. Leaving burn marks in our minds. Raising questions, giving answers. A story told in two voices. Same story, different words. Different questions. Different answers. Different story. But we lived it, together.