The moon never shows up on camera & neither do vampires & neither do I.
Did I worry that the passing crowd of white-robed men outside my window could hear?
Sometimes I pray because I don’t know what else to do, then drive myself crazy till sunset.
I can still count. I do still count. I just don't say a blessing.
We hung out in a park with gorgeously sinister graffiti and waited for the people who’d made it to pass by.
In gratitude, with prayers for a better world.
When I was a little girl, my mother shielded me from the drab life in the former Soviet Union with...
