Jane Selle MorganEclipseOh sun, your light is so fresh, so baked bread, so yummy warm. When you recede, I lose faith. This happens daily. A part of me, reaching…Dec 15, 2020Dec 15, 2020
Jane Selle MorganWoman on WireWhen the man pulled up his pole that looked to be twice the size of him and stepped gingerly onto a thin gauge of wire 110 stories above…Dec 15, 2020Dec 15, 2020
Jane Selle MorganMy mother never tells me anything.What do you mean my great Aunt Jane died? Like how? And with whom? And did they sing her favorite song?Dec 15, 20201Dec 15, 20201