Some Sheep

Today at noon mass, our flock was 70% hidden crazies and 30% out of the closet crazies. It was great. One thing I’ve always loved about the cathedral in Kansas City is that, being downtown, it attracts walk-ins. One thing I like about church is it’s almost impossible to get kicked out (witness, sadly, lunatic shooters […]

Sirens

The ceiling of our church is the underside of a piano, those rolls and baubles, carved rods, that make fancy furniture from rude trees. The service had been: nine slain. People had cried, well, Episcopalian cried– sniffling and wiping eyes. When I stood in the water the evening after the day at the beach, I […]

Parade

The Mermaid Parade was nice, the ride there was nicer. A female “sailor” with a “mustache” was standing next to a cooler, and what would probably become a tail. We got on the D train, and a guy asked us if anyone was going to Coney Island. Yes, I said. What is it like, he […]

Ascension

I was a solipsist, to the chagrin of an important boyfriend. I told him I wasn’t sure other people existed, he told me he was afraid I was a sociopath. How do you know, though? Barbara Ehrenreich, in Living With A Mad God, writes about being a solipsist until she was in her early twenties. […]