The Lost BoyI don’t remember much about being six years old. It’s as if I didn’t exist until I did…1d ago1d ago
Excerpt From the Americ Book of the DeadThe old woman’s body on a platform that fills the cave, pallid skin, leathered face, lower lip stretched up over the upper, sutured in…Nov 29, 2024Nov 29, 2024
Who Am I This Time?I started this essay before the election, but was knocked completely off balance by the results and couldn’t get back into it until this…Nov 17, 20241Nov 17, 20241
Random EncounterThe images that come in dreams are not random. There was nothing random about my father coming to me — in a dream — to tell me how sad he…Aug 20, 2024Aug 20, 2024
It Has to Be HarrisThe risk is too great. It must be Kamala Harris, and we must unite behind her. The longer we wait, the harder it’s going to be.Jul 6, 20241Jul 6, 20241
A Bad Fall, and a ReturnI had a bad fall. As in the season. My mood generally turns dour around September, but then usually gets better by Thanksgiving. My…Jun 27, 2024Jun 27, 2024
A Man in FullDespite his six foot height and broad shoulders, his clothes hung on him loosely like a child growing into hand-me-downs. He wore a green…May 8, 2024May 8, 2024
Mastodon Doesn’t Want YouThere can be no good reason for this kind of obstacle.Apr 30, 2024Apr 30, 2024
Poetry Review: Steady by Anne WhitehouseSteady is a truly massive accomplishment and a work that should be read more than once. Whitehouse is casting a spell with this collection.Nov 20, 20231Nov 20, 20231
the ninth gatewhy should making something outside of ourselves justify our existence?Nov 17, 2023Nov 17, 2023