Essays,Poems,Stories

Tom Medlar Evening gasps, Grasping closer his dusky cloak Till he's a shadow in the corner. Loitering longer near this luminous lady sewing in light. Time glides beside Evening, Stilled to see His winged spirit is her guest. Your presence, Lord, is felt By the powers of nature. Your silence speaks to the cycles of movement, To our longings for the everness of you. Abide always, meekest one. Fill my breath with the motions Of your arriving and going, She prays. A Habit of Pray

Tom Medlar, LMHC In the movie “Frozen,” the initially playful child Elsa, has been endowed with special powers over the piercingly beautiful yet dangerous elements of winter. In the Nordic setting for the movie, the freezing powers of winter exert tremendous influence over the lives of the citizens. It seems only natural to mythically imagine reversing the dynamic and exerting unique and personal control over cold, ice, and snow. Elsa is not only endowed from birth with ice m

“My mother literally made gin in the bathtub; it was part of how she made money. She also had men ‘guests’ in the apartment, and unfortunately, she didn’t always protect me from them,” Daphne remarked as she spoke of her childhood in Brooklyn, New York. “I never had, or knew, a father; it was always just me and my mother,” she said. “But I could sing, boy, could I sing! And that’s how I was able to fly away from Brooklyn.” “No matter the noise around me, I always had singing