Tura Lura


A chair that rocks but doesn't squeak and lulls me to wonderland. A skylight for the moon to watch my dreams that leave in daylight. As she sings to me tura lura and I go to sleep in her arms I know someday tura lura will mean more than looking at stars. In a twin... Continue Reading →

Let Me Tell You About My Dream


I had a dream a few months ago that The Hunger Games were mixed with Jeopardy. Yeah. The competitors had to survive in the wilderness, of course, but they also had to know a lot of random information about rivers in Europe and Chopin's favorite food and how many toes Marie Antoinette's cat had. Alex... Continue Reading →

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