Words into Letters

You are going to feel like hell if you never write the stuff that is tugging on the sleeves in your heart….That is really all you have to offer us, and it’s why you were born.  — Anne Lamott

Falling

Falling

We all fall   out of cars when we’re three – when the excitement to climb down ourselves puts our center of gravity in front of our skill level, our little forehead in front of our feet,   out of windows in Moscow for talking trash about Putin – and that’s...

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The Creek

The Creek

the creek swollen with snowmelt, glacial blue tint not long removed from the winter stores layered over months by winter storms, burying granite cliffs in shimmering white – releasing, an inevitable thaw, as the sun moves north again, birthing spring, bursting greens,...

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In Case I Forget

In Case I Forget

1. She used to ask me in her later years, “Why do you think I’m remembering that … after all this time?”   In protest, she was, perplexed and pained. She had no idea how “just don’t think about that” would one day become a memory stack, a backlog, an archive of...

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