Old Dogs Barking
I remember you, you Lost soles, you distant loversForgotten from those daysSo long now in those Foreign lands. Everything we Predicted happened– weLost touch. We forgot what itFelt to be … Read More
Culture. Angst. Love
Angst:
Stories that get mixed up, that feel out of place, that confuzzle the soul.
I remember you, you Lost soles, you distant loversForgotten from those daysSo long now in those Foreign lands. Everything we Predicted happened– weLost touch. We forgot what itFelt to be … Read More
I am a writer because I write. I am a writer because I swallow the moonrise. I am a writer because I inhale language exhale poetry. I am a writer … Read More
What have I given away that I should I have kept for myself? This question is a trap for mothers everywhere. In fact, it’s the sort of question non-parents would … Read More
I don’t want to answer this. I started trying to write about Ben and Jerry’s or about these boxes of Swiss Cheese flavored crackers I used to gorge on when … Read More
It’s a fine balance — to Excuse oneself of one’s Daily failings while Simultaneously keeping Inherent laziness in check. Somewhere along the Spectrum between Perfectionism and total Sloth-dom, I rise … Read More
EHoward · Cheers to the Oblivious An Ode to America 2020 Cheers to The Oblivious and In Love with Ignorant Hope You know that you are American If you … Read More
What is my fault? This is the question I wonder about often as I Let the Cymbalta slide down My throat. What am I to blame for? What can I … Read More
My favorite joke goes like this: Why did the monkey fall out of the tree? Because it was dead! In an indoor waterpark in the Poconos, the kids and I … Read More
One of the toughest parts about being a writer/artist is doing the work. The nitty-gritty everyday work. The reason isn’t writer’s block or lack of time. There’s always time — … Read More
Let’s talk about an unscientific study I have been conducting all of my life. It has to do with truth-telling, and how much people really can’t stand the truth. By … Read More
For Karen, The Harbinger But baby I’ve been here before, I’ve seen this room and I’ve walked this floor You know, I used to live alone before I knew ya … Read More
I think at some point we have to accept that some people are not meant to stay still. They are always running away. But then again, who doesn’t? Why don’t … Read More
I had 30 minutes in the car yesterday to think about what is waiting for us in the afterlife. It just so happens we were on the way to church. … Read More
(and make it an action word) 2018 was pretty rough right? I’m not down for resolutions… and even though a Burning Bowl ceremony sounds pretty cool, that’s not my bag … Read More
If I had chosen a word for the year in 2018, it would have been the word “move”. As in, after 11 years, I finally made a MOVE again– BIG … Read More