It’s hard to look right at it. The possibility that lies before us, the chance to connect, to lead, to … More
Goodbye, linen napkins with matching tablecloth hand-stitched by ladies mothers and grandmothers with so … More
In less than a year I’ll be able to drive til then I’m at the mercy of Mom Shiny bags … More
Rolodexes were the way we kept
so far awayfrom yourselfthat your earis yearningfor your breath
Sometimes you need to lacerate with words. I did. For SIXTY YEARS. Putting the sword down. Finally.
Every day I get a chance to wash my filth away … More
“…and there’s something I want to do about the suburbs…” No! That’s mine! You got your magnum opus from your … More
From Salon.com while my father was alive, in response to the prompt, “What was an album or song that was … More
My first attempt at advice-giving, and it’s no less than literally a life or death situation: clinical depression.