I was an inquisitive child who asked a ton of questions, and in adulthood, my mother told me that my sister never had to ask because I did it first. Many of them were about sex and most were at the dinner table. According to my dad, he would blush and say to my mom,…

There are days when miracles seem to be popping up everywhere, like kernels of corn set to dancing in the heat beneath them. All I need to do is hold a bowl to catch them so they don’t scatter all over the floor. As I am typing the words, I smile as I imagine that…

Yesterday I eagerly took part in a Pridefest in my local town of Doylestown, PA. The sun beamed brightly on those gathered in the streets, to celebrate diversity, acceptance, love, and unity. A panoply of people of varying age ranges, gender presentations, and relationship status. As is so in every event I have attended in…

“Reach out and touch somebody’s hand. Make this world a better place if you can.”- Nickolas Ashford and Valerie Simpson The lyrics to the song made famous by Diana Ross is an apt description of Epiphany Jordan’s new book entitled Somebody Hold Me: The Single Person’s Guide To Nurturing Human Touch. It is a warm and fuzzy,…

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