I reflect on my life up till this point. I mourn for lost loves, for chances not taken, for the life I dreamed I’d have . . .
Diane Lang, The Dance (from Regeneration I)
So, we have come to this: Our eggshell world is broken to pieces—shattered, lying in crumbles, smoldering and jagged. What are we to do with the pieces?
R. Kirby Godsey, Regeneration I