“dripping with rain, the umbrellas looked like crumpled bouquets cast aside by sobbing brides.” — Sibella Giorello Copy Share Image
“She wore amethyst-purple woolen slacks paired with a bright yellow leather jacket, like a human being hoping to become an iris.” — Sibella Giorello Copy Share Image
“We disagreed about so many things, yet here was family: the people who kept dancing with you, even after the music stopped.” — Sibella Giorello Copy Share Image
“all the while one simple supernatural prescription waited: “Come to me.” — Sibella Giorello Copy Share Image
“A horizontal band of amber sunlight smoldered beneath banks of gunmetal clouds, like lamplight leaking from beneath a closed door.” — Sibella Giorello Copy Share Image
“tall evergreens whose long and lush boughs were coated with mineral dust, like elegant ladies wearing too much face powder.” — Sibella Giorello Copy Share Image
“We fought an enemy, invisible yet definite, who diligently worked to block us from our intended purpose, keeping us from the one thing that… — Sibella Giorello Copy Share Image
“And then, just as quickly, the clouds returned, leaving us to walk by faith, not by sight.” — Sibella Giorello Copy Share Image
“Her drawing conveyed a forlorn and haunting suspense, as if asking the viewer to wonder whether these creatures would still be alive when the… — Sibella Giorello Copy Share Image
“dripping with rain, the umbrellas looked like crumpled bouquets cast aside by sobbing brides.” — Sibella Giorello Copy Share Image
“If I thought it felt good to come home to the place I loved and find that it waited for me, it was nothing… — Sibella Giorello Copy Share Image
