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Mama said there’d be days like this: days when you crack open one eye and the slate grey sky is pushing through the window and your demons have let themselves in the back door and are sitting at the foot of your bed thumbing through the photo album of all your regrets, pointing them out … Continue reading mama said there’d be days like this

November 1st Day of the Dead. My ancestors are waiting at the gate, dressed in heavy winter coats with a dusting of snow on the collar. The air smells of ancient Ukrainian pine forests and clean running streams. I coax them in and they sit, throw back shot glasses of the vodka I have left on … Continue reading day of the dead

Listen. I was springtime. I was the color green shooting up from the ground new life new maiden exploding star roaming in search of who knows what and it did not matter, hopping trains hitching ditching wandering, spreading honey like lust and lust like life itself. Listen. I was the peach of summer so ripe … Continue reading listen

I am housesitting for a friend in a home that is a two mile walk to the beach in a town I lived in for many years, many many years ago. For one of those years I was young and at a crossroads that was a zen koan, the sound of one girl crying, until … Continue reading love letters

Knock knock. Who’s there? Boo. Boo who? Hey, don’t cry, honey. It’s not so bad. Really, everything will work out for the best. You’ll see.  Is she batshit crazy? I’m dying here, drowning in grief, weeping right in front of her and she’s telling me it’s not so bad? I’m sad. I’m sorrowing. I’m grieving. … Continue reading knock knock joke