I have an essay published this week on Catapult about my grief for the ecological future of my children, and how I comprehend my fear of the slow-moving disaster via the acute trauma of a…
Posts tagged death
on time arrival
This morning, I carried the cold choke of tears from a fading vision, back to the warmth of my bed. Dreams aren’t characteristically so on-time, Ever arriving in a cloaked foretelling. Or standing with its…
on the peripheries of death
Chipmunks and small birds flit beyond the shoulder of death. My father would interrupt my clumsy cobbling of life-memory-love professions with a chuckle and point to the antics of the tiny, striped, tumbling acrobatics in…
stirrings of the other side
MY MEMORIES OF STAYS AT BORDER TOWNS ARE CONSISTENTLY DINGY. There seemed to more litter in the streets. And more stray dogs picking through it. The rooms were bare and broken, with cracks highlighted by…
touching peace upon
Where does one feel sadness? It’s not in the head. Not the heart really either. For me it sits at the bottom of my ribcage, quivering, where if it decided to make a run for…
tackle & tangle
“No more satisfying work than work with no purpose.” – Rumi To build a sandcastle right in the face of an oncoming tide. To climb a tree that I must eventually come down. To write…