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I’m from the midwest, she said in answer to the question everyone asked when she found herself seated at a table like this. I’m so sorry, he laughed. You’re not […]
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I’m worried, I said to my sister, half a country away. I am too, she said. I remember a news item, little commented upon, a little more than a month […]
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Scrolling through Twitter yesterday, two tweets stayed with me. One shows goth rocker Alice Cooper serving meals at a homeless shelter, but it wasn’t his rock and rollishness that stood […]
If there is a heaven, it’s searching through a crowd for someone you have been separated from, someone you can’t wait to see.
We talk about reaching solid ground and solid ground does not exist. The ground is faulted; necessarily so. Balance is an illusion.
Little signs of life in a big landscape.
Clint Miller, who was once my husband for 19 years, and my friend even longer, has died.