Image credit: Darius Bashar on Unsplash Surrender I’ve journeyed through many lives, roles, responsibilities, identities. Some eagerly embraced with joy and pleasure until their expiration dates passed and they were lovingly or grudgingly released. Some clung to with fear and shame. Well-groomed, tense, smiling woman shackled to a perfumed corpse, putrid odours infusing everything. Skillfully ...
Guest Post: Two Poems from Janet Shlaes

