Hand In

How ridiculous I was when I was a puppet! Myself as the Holy Roman Empire. Those who (while visiting a foreign country) have lost the end of a Q tip in their ear and have been unable to explain their problems Something people don’t know about, though it was important. Something that was held together […]

Rain

I was holding my cat, looking in the mirror at her, and behind me I saw motion. A leak from the ceiling onto the middle of the living room rug. Very 2020 of you, ceiling, I said. Though I should have castigated the roof and the attic. I did my usual walk to coffee and […]

At Home

Paris, London, Rome, the three places in Europe I’ve visited. They were all broken. Cities that were whipped by the evils of World War II. Terrible things had happened there, and no one thought it was all for the best, or that people had learned a lesson, or that everything happens for a reason. Hundreds […]

Yesterday

The light woke me, because snow was amplifying it. I pulled my head under my covers. I achieved a pretzel shape that felt perfect, fetal. The really-you-must-get-up alarm chimed, one of many Apple noises that all sound like noooooo to me. I pulled myself out of bed, loaded the coffee maker, opened and dumped cat […]