The Work of Art
- June 01, 2016
- by
- Gileah Taylor
My mother is an artist. She paints, acrylic on canvas, at least four days a week in a studio space she rents from the...
More Than We Know
- May 19, 2016
- by
- Gileah Taylor
Oh, all of the noise
Shut it out
Be still, child
We can learn what it is
That we lost
When we grew...
Growing Pains
- May 04, 2016
- by
- Gileah Taylor
I can remember being in bed when I was a child and feeling an ache in my knees and feet.
My mother walked across the...