Do you have a moment to spare, right now? Like, an undivided, wholly present, feeling your body in your chair moment. Where are you, if
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It is mid-February in my 3rd year in Washington and a taunting false spring has been rearing its head the past couple of days. The
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I don’t remember when I first started drinking coffee. And that’s not a particularly compelling way to start this essay, but I don’t. What I
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There are three days of the year that are always hard for me. September 17th, December 3rd, and the third Sunday of June. My three
Read MoreI am all at once Not enoughAnd far Too much ExplodingOverflowingWith emptiness ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am a mystery only because I do not want you to seeMe and all
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334 days ago I woke up in Seattle, the first morning on which I would call the city home. 335 days ago my car had
Read MoreMy shaky bones have started to steady againThey are not this morningTrying to wrench themselves out of my skin I am eating breakfast againI have
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I sat at a good friend’s dining table last week and she asked me how things were. Things have not felt good recently, that much
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