A Sashiko Life
You might sayshe stitched her life in a loose-wove cloth Examined closelyyou can see the flawszigzagging where it should have […]
Why I Collect Cobalt Glass
Old enough to know she shouldn’t touch them,
although she often did.
Old enough to sound out the words
embossed on their labels:
Evening in Paris
Perfume
Cologne
Eau de Toilette
Toilet water in a bottle?
She would puzzle the why of it.
Breakfast in Bed
Opening my eyes to exit the stage of an instantly forgotten dream, I find myself at the edge of the […]
The Hearing
I watched him, like an elk exposed on the plains, spotting a lion in the grass, hair standing at attention […]
Ice Walking
We learned to walk on ice. To see it when it seemed not there. To put one foot carefully down, […]
Planned Obsolescence
I lie here beside you sleepless enumerating priorities of issues and concluding that time is running out for species Consumeratis Glutonous. […]
One Fearless Force
Oh my dear sisters, What is happening to our children? From US border camps, to the beaches of Gaza, Forgotten […]
The Crushed Velvet Swatch
It wasn’t cut to any specific geometrical shape, just sewn into the quilt like a prized trophy pulled from a […]