Dear friends & readers, I have been away for a long, long, time. Someone wrote asking if I had made it out alive. I was living in a cabin in the woods in the mountains for a year and a 1/2, and a year later after I’ve returned, is it only today that I have […]

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Hello dear friends, readers, and wondrous human beings! Thank you so much for being with me in this most writing-intimate journey of my life! Tomorrow, (technically today), I am headed away to Sangre de Cresto mountain range in southern Colorado to live in a cabin for the month of November. As of yesterday, Monday the […]


Ordinary Tuesday Morning

At seven o’clock I brewed some coffee, waiting for it to finish, I stared at leftover pizza— I decided to eat straight from the box —like beautiful birds of old, or like the mouth of a miracle. It was now Tuesday. Standing in the kitchen, a lonely water drop rippled in the sink. The first […]

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Fluid Through Nouns

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