Tag Archives: Vivian Schroeder

Because I Love You

“Home” is a relative term. Last year it meant Los Angeles, Sunshine and orange trees. My parents and my brother. And longing. Now, the word brings in mind without regret…

Mountain High by Vivian Bolland Schroeder

Mountain High I am Zeus, Overcome by otherworldly joie de vivre, Tossing through rainclouds from this rarified elevation Explosions of thunder, Inflicting on a frightened populace Wild shards of lightning….