This is me hiding my inner child, a songbird whose voice dripped yolk from chicken coop walls, tinted wheat fields a rolling yellow, split corn leaves into two-part harmony, but most of all sang to the cows.  Oh! but they loved how I sang...    

~fell in love with my English tongue in 4th grade
~published various poems in various homegrown publications and a few into the larger world
~immersed myself in Peru as a missionary and learned a whole new language-culture
~mastered the art of disappearing and reemerged, gasping, here at AD (Thank you, hermanito!)