Oasis

I-90 runs through Illinois and just off the Mt. Prospect road exit was a place that meant something to a lot of us that grew up in the Northwest suburbs of Chicago. It wasn’t a beautiful place, just a typical 1950’s utilitarian brick and glass, I-could-easily- be-transformed-into-a-minimum-security-prison…or-a-school, design. It was the Des Plaines Oasis, a […]

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Poetry Day: Where Your Wings Were

You know that place between your shoulder blades that you can’t reach? Even if your hands can touch behind they are useless to soothe the need, to fill the place where something important used to be. Sometimes- you can reach it with a shower brush. Fire and joy fill the spot as a million tiny […]

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