“One More Thing,” this wonderful poem by Lesléa Newman, seemed to me to segue very well from the last guest post, “Smoking” by Laura Rodley. On first reading this poem made me think of the past.  Subsequent readings made me think of the present.  I know it will make you think too. Thanks again to Lesléa Newman for letting me share her work here.   ONE MORE THING   My mother crept downstairs at night, (I made believe I was asleep) She didn’t … [Read more...]