Poetry Spotlight | “Grown” by Theresa MacDonald
A quiet, observant poem that captures an intimate moment of witnessing—where memory, time, and family converge in the space between presence and invisibility.
A quiet, observant poem that captures an intimate moment of witnessing—where memory, time, and family converge in the space between presence and invisibility.
When Death Comes in Threes This past spring, around the same time I started a promising new job, I lost my grandmother. While her death was somewhat expected, we did not expect the timing of it. I adored Granny. I don’t think I ever heard a bad thing said about her my whole life. She was sweet and spicy, all rolled into one, with a zest for life and a deep love for her people […]