November | 2019 | Fawn Rising

Don’t Swim ~ Float in the Water of Life

So many times I find myself fighting with the water of life. As a former competitive swimmer, breaking records, swimming strokes that were the most difficult, then later flying off to major in classical ballet at Florida State University at the age of forty. What was I thinking? I do not know. Human female ballet […]

No One Says a Word

I am six years old. We live on a military base in Germany. It is 1956. I am the child of a stunningly gifted First Nation Eastern Cherokee mother and an equally brilliant Irish father who is a major in the United States Army. My best friend and I play together each day on the […]