Family Friday: Family Food Roots

Every two years my Grandma's side of the family puts on the large Foster Family Reunion. We gather together for several large meals, a game or two, and occasionally someone will pull out a guitar and the girls will start yodeling. Though my Grandma passed in 2013, I can still hear her yodeling with her…

While Waning

I don't usually like to preface my writing with explanation or apologies, a habit I learned from Hollins where my work was expected to stand alone and endure critique with an author's closed mouth, but this poem, being the first for the blog and a rather personal one, warrants an introduction. I am allergic to…