Express Yourself
It’s been a while since I opened the doorway to my own imagination and stood at the entrance facing endless possibilities. It’s not like I’ve been idle. Quite the…
Baby Dreams
My dreams are crawling with babies. Little rug rats, motoring every which way. My dream room resembles an Escher…
Souls in the NICU
There are souls in the NICU. I have felt them. They are large and they are loud. Sitting in a tweed chair in a glass and metal lobby, I wait for my turn to enter. Visitors are…
The Truth at Thirteen
The notice came through in my Facebook notifications. “Dave Weisbord has tagged a photo of you.” It didn’t take long for the “likes” to begin, followed by the comments. You can travel the entire globe, …