Down

A book about archetypes explained something to me: I am Athena. Athena is all in her head, a rabid fighter for causes she supports, and doesn’t fret about being a woman because she competes with men brain to brain, and does well. She measures many things on a completely other scale, so what she cares […]

Lancaster

This was an insistent wind. I was holding onto the steering wheel, thinking, this isn’t the wind. It’s the car. The wheels. The tire. I’ll be pushed off the road. I pass a sign, “Beware Strong Winds.” After a few hours studying Catherine of Siena at the monastery, I look up how far it is […]

Aunts

When I don’t have a sub gig, I visit my Aunt Bettie in the memory care unit. “Memory Care Unit” sounds disingenuous, as they are not caring for memories, they are caring for people who have tattered and torn memories, memories which are wearing thinner all the time. Anyway, this week, when I arrive, Aunt […]

Of Oz

I think this is the longest I’ve gone without posting here. I wasn’t sure I was, so I wasn’t sure what I had to say. Or I was nervous about who would be writing here. So I will give her the third person. She crumples with sad when the sixth graders start punching each other […]