In her poem, “The Long Walk Home,” Ann Christine Tabaka reflects on growing old and approaching the end. Continue reading The Long Walk Home

In her poem, “From My Front Door,” Ann Christine Tabaka writes about the beauty of God’s world in her tiny space. Continue reading From My Front Door

In her poem, “The Call Always Comes at 2am,” Ann Christine Tabaka revisits her mother’s last day on Earth. Continue reading The Call Always Comes at 2am