Slacking with Light
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...
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Artichokes
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...
Finding Hearts
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...
To become visible
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...
In search of warmth in the cold
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...
Turning toward the new year
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...
Red light. Green light.
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...
This world is just a little place
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...
Into the River of Sorrow
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. May 30, 2020
Meanwhile the streets are burning. Meanwhile men with thick, white forearms and heavy metal vests are marching their might through the...
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