Author Archives: Susan L Daniels

There are words we can’t say. Words that if we speak them are just sounds leading to soap in the mouth or hours in a bedroom no longer safe. There are things we don’t have words for, because no-one speaks them … Continue reading →

Originally posted on What a Witch:
I don’t want to talk about the parents. I don’t want to talk about how they raised their children in a cult. I don’t want to talk about Josh Duggar. He’s a child molester.…

This was the day that marked summer for me, wearing white shoes and counting farm stands selling strawberries on the way home. Now, I find respite in ritual whether I am placing flags or arranging geraniums or counting from memory how many … Continue reading →

chasing feathers as if they are more than evidence of flight and perhaps simply sky falling again heavy-bellied on roofs and bowing branches as if feathers and clouds have something in common besides air and my appetite for the absurd is … Continue reading →