August 3, 2022 Dear Brook, If you were here, earthside, right now, we’d be celebrating your 37th birthday. Likely we’d be gathered around...

My son eats the whole leaf of the artichoke. He sucks the soft flesh from the tender bottom, then scrapes his teeth along the sinuous...

Dear Brook, I walked the beach with your son last week. In the slow, cool morning mist the two of us picked our way through the sand and...

What is it to be seen? What would you give to know that the raw beam pulsing inside of you were visible to another human? Would you...

Shipwreck Beach, Kauai July 17, 2021 It is the middle of January. In spite of all my best hopes, the new year hasn’t brought any magical...

I keep opening my journal, then turning away from it. I keep uncapping my pen, then shifting my gaze from her sharp, beautiful tip and...

The red glow of the stoplight illuminates your face in this late October darkness. I’m in my car. You’re in yours. The two car seats in...

I’m after the memory of this letter... This world is just a small place… just the red in the sky before the birds begin. So let us hold...

Tonight I felt into it. Finishing work, looking into a free evening unfolding with light and bright summer sun… I felt stuck inside. All...

Meanwhile the streets are burning. Meanwhile men with thick, white forearms and heavy metal vests are marching their might through the...