My life reminds me of a Chinese finger-trap that I used to play with when I was little. Remember those straw tubes that you'd stick your fingers in and then pull, and the harder you pulled the tighter it squeezed? The only way out was to let go and relax. That's my life. I'm struggling so hard and for some reason I'm getting more and more stuck, ( Read more... )

The first of them started yesterday at 5 o'clock. The two ladies, octogenarians now, who'd been together for fifty years went first. Then came men. Gavin Newsom preformed the services himself. Yesterday, at five, the clock struck history...that familiar chord we don't recognize until it's well in the past ( Read more... )

I had a dream that there was a zombie apocalypse. It was night and the world was crumbling. I had everything I needed to fight them, and though I was terrified, I knew deep in my soul that I was somehow immune to them. I had my Mitsubishi, it was some sort of bat-mobile. I had three good friends that helped with the weapons-- guns and ( Read more... )

The world has turned in such a way, so quickly actually, that I honestly cannot make my heart remember all the reasons for it's pain in the first place ( Read more... )

it is amazing to me that ( Read more... )

I opened my mouth and it began spilling, those confessions from the deep. I unhinged my jaw and out poured the Aegean, full of driftwood and starfish that prickled on their way up. I could barely look him in the eyes, those green eyes that conjure damp mossy groves, circles of redwoods, the dripping ferns of a rain forest. I tried to shut it out, ( Read more... )

I was in Nevada City two weekends ago. I went up to breathe the autumn air and see the fall colors. The tree on South Pine in front of the white victorian sets itself ablaze every October, it glows crimson and I religiously visit it thinking how lucky the person in that house is, that they get to step outside every day in autumn to see this ( Read more... )

This is something I wrote last October 1st. It may be a year old, but it remains true. To all the people who love autumn as much as I do ( Read more... )

My Harry Potter Countdown clock tells me there is only 14 days 7 hours and 10 minutes until the debut of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, the final book in the Harry Potter series. As the wait draws to a close, I have a few words to say ( Read more... )