Irrational

Qadaffi and Charlie Sheen; Man Ray and Kierkegaard. I have mixed feelings about irrationality. Clearly, Qadaffi and Charlie Sheen are entertaining characters. Even Qadaffi’s fashion evolution discussed is fascinating. I tried to watch the Charlie Sheen interview, just because I couldn’t believe someone would say those things. If I didn’t know Qadaffi had people with […]

The Pile

In one pile, all these stories: a dead father. Fear of heart attacks. Giving a drunk man your bus pass so he can get home. Loving the smell of Febreze. The dream of paying off a mother’s debts. Just one pile. I fidget as I read them, tear up, rub my forehead. These stories, all […]

Whodunnit

It doesn’t matter who you are until it matters a lot. It doesn’t matter who that guy is until he’s Barack Obama. I saw an exhibit of paintings of Shakespeare. Without Shakespeare, I don’t know that I would be three dimensional, or require food and water. I know a lot of people feel that way. […]

Trees

I speak for the trees, although you would think we were enemies. Writers use a lot of trees. At this retreat center in Pennsylvania, some of the trees are labeled. Wearing name tags. I like that. It’s part of our uncomfortable relationship that I want to know them, but I don’t take the time, or […]