Now and then, especially given the small space of my new home, I clean and purge. This holiday, with just…
It’s not a dog whistle. Silence=complicity
I believe that artists of all kinds not only have the right, but the obligation, to express their opinions on…
Reboot: Divorce After Fifty
“So it goes.” Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. used that phrase to mark every death, to signify the inevitability and perhaps our…
Saving the Wounded: Balancing Independence and Support
I know. I know that this will get better—this masked, COVID-19 isolation after seventeen years in a desolate bubble. I…
Autonomy and Isolation: Separating during COVID-19
I’m at the bottom of a well so deep that I can’t see the opening at the top. No light…
Welcome Home: A New Space
I shuffle around this new space, feeling it both too small and too large at times. Too small because I’d…
Moon Jelly Tide
A few days ago, we walked the beach on a cool, cloudy day. Moon jellies lay splattered about every fifty…
Loose Ends: Dangling
I let the day go by without comment. January 13th—the first anniversary of the day our Big Dog left…
Busyhead: Anxiety as a symptom of grief
My head is full of bees. Thoughts hum constantly and without direction. Grief has been the strangest animal for me.…
Afscheidswals
Excerpt from a work-in-progress on this National Mutt day for my most beautiful mutt. April 2019 I hear, tonight, no…