The Giving Up That Happens

Because my best intentions come to your awareness as more proof that you have been abandoned. Hurt again. And this time by me who we both know was born to love you. Because there is no action and there is no untried word or combination of the words or actions or gestures or signals or…

Our First Widow

When he dies, the first widow in our high school class will be made. Soon, she says. It will happen soon. Is our heartbreak for her, I wonder? Is all of it for her? For them? Or is part of our pain found in our concentrated effort not to hear the first sounds of our fabric’s…

At the beginning of September

The Muse is definitely a She. I don’t think my life or my ecosystem would be worse off without houseflies. Conquering the labyrinth of medical offices makes me feel like a superhero. I’m glad I know how to diagram sentences. Protein at meals is like good quality clothing, and accessorizing it with various vegetables throughout…

Ready, Student?

wondering . . . You know the old saying, when the student is ready, the teacher appears? Well, what if that happens – is happening – all the time, and, ready or not, teachers come? And what if we ARE students, and we ARE learning, all the time, so that whenever we’re not aware of…

Love Parts

I know now why the stories of the sudden, brief, and achingly beautiful affair are true. I know this morning – all at once – why The Bridges of Madison County is a true story. When The Bridges of Madison County came out, my neighbor saw it in the theater, and she hated it. It was just…

Aged

deep in the woods where the trees live long enough to have an opinion you can see it they are torn every winter and the wind and the ice and the storms blow them to bits and pull them limb from limb they bleed they bleed and give up their wild vulnerability to forces unnamable…

Death’s Dark Vale

They’re falling through the veil this week. I see them falling past me or maybe beyond. So far none too near. This is a beautiful and terrifying meteoric shower. So many fires fell from the sky this week. There is a family weeping for their brother. Another’s for their mother. A friend is getting ready with her…