When In Winter. (Prosery)

Such good heat in summer. I have a co-worker, skin over bones she is, who goes out into the mid-day oven wearing a sweater, to warm up from the chill of the AC. She returns flushed and rosy and happy to be warm for a little while. Let's remember this, shall we? When we're complaining … Continue reading When In Winter. (Prosery)

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Once, When the Tide Was Low. [Personal essay.]

Full disclosure: I've been there. on the serrated edge of the coin one side stay the other, go. Several of you have, too. Whatever Divinity changed our course steadied us to remain, I am, now, grateful for it (though was angry and frustrated, then.) On the bathroom floor (it's almost always there, isn't it? Those … Continue reading Once, When the Tide Was Low. [Personal essay.]

On Not Coupling: An Essay on How Not to Fall in Love. Maybe.

❤ If you asked me five years ago, on a regular Saturday morning such as this, anything having to do with dating or coupling (outside of business or creatively contributing to something) or, God forbid, Love and such, I would have quickly changed the subject to you, your life and goings--on; or my daughter or … Continue reading On Not Coupling: An Essay on How Not to Fall in Love. Maybe.