Tapping on keys, missing the way writing allowed thoughts to coalesce, missing how writing informed… Read the postThe Hours of Innocence and Ignorance
Tapping on the keyboard, I remember why I have avoided sitting down to write, new… Read the post“That Experience of Justin”
Apologizing to the bees as I snipped off long stems of anise hyssop, the fuzzy… Read the postFragrant Pain
Edging the volume higher until the metal is louder than my head noise, I close… Read the post“We Don’t Know the Words to the Song of the Ocean.”
Opening my eyes, dreaming of a baby crying, I wake on your 35th birthday. Our… Read the postI Didn’t Know
When the veil thins in November, you slip like a wraith into my dreams. Seamless,… Read the postWhen the Veil Thins in November
Where to start? I shall jump right in. Seven weeks from today I will be… Read the postCountdown to Surgery
Hunting for my seam ripper reminded me to look for a thank you card, which… Read the postDear Mom and Dad
Time is a fierce current that rips you from one moment to the next as… Read the postI Live Now, But I Live Then.
