You might think you know what love is. You might consider those sunbeams and rainbows and general giddiness (not from too many cocktails) to be love. Of course, She is there in her own nuanced way, bringing individuals together with a slender hand and Galadriel-esque beauty and calm. Love is calm. She is the tall,…
Starman, Stardust, Starlight
We're floating above planet Earth, spacesuit making limbs heavy and bulky. We bounce because in our 10-year-old imaginations, that's how spacemen walk. Like the Michelin Man, all heavy and limbs and awkwardness. "Ground Control to Major Tom." Bounce, float, we imagine leaving the capsule because it's drama class time and we're imagining we're in space.…
Let go.
She didn't know what it meant to open up her palms and raise them to the sun any longer. Yes, the physical sensations of connection to the elemnts were there, but most days - and not because it was cold - her fingers were curled tightly. He would take care of her cracked skin, remember…
Air and Snow
I can’t write. I can’t sleep. There goes more of the wine, and some chocolate, and I’m surrounded by walls of boxes. Then I sleep. I sleep more deeply than I have in ages, but the dreams make no sense; I’m used to that, this week. I see ends and beginnings and snowfall piled high,…
Go West.
I am Laura Ingalls Wilder. I am a bit of Anne of Green Gables too, because I came here, to New York, an orphan from the familiar. “'Sorry, it just isn't working out,” they said while I was jetlagged, just back from a trip to the sunny, smiley and hard land, California. I thought they…
Learning to Fly
The first time I went upside-down, knotted up in not-so-silky silks, the world spun out of control, blood rushing to feet, the normal turned into something utterly abnormal. A nightmare where the self was still the self, but with an unaccustomed perspective; I was bound secure, yet floating not knowing, not understanding where the red…
Time's Thievish Progress 