The Side of the Rock

Do you guess I have some intricate purpose? Well, I have, for the Four-month showers have, and the mica on the side of the rock has. First week of new job, I had to show up at a different place, at a different time, every day. First day going way out to Queens, I […]

Skeletons Warming Themselves

I didn’t know three people who died this week. On Thursday, my meditation group mourned a parishioner who was shot by the police. I never met her. They talked about how okay Ms Danner was when she was okay, how you would never know she was ill. Someone held a piece of her knitting, just as the […]

What’s On

Music used to fly away, there used to be a sky it went to, a cloud-less sky, where music went unless you owned it on a physical, on a tape, on a disc. A song was weightless unless weighted. Now there is a site where its names are, where you can always visit it. It […]

Where it Hurts

When I heard him say what he said, I physically felt it. “Grab her.” Years ago, I had laser surgery on my cervix. If you’re a man and you don’t have a cervix, a woman can’t exactly feel her cervix, just that it’s up in there somewhere, not with super nerve endings like your fingers, […]