She fidgets with her hands, her right thumb rubbing her left index finger, then thump on her left knuckle. Rub, rub, thump, thump. Her eyes glance left, then right, then jittery left again before settling straight ahead, over the horizon, right in front of her. He walks up beside her…

We’ve all heard jokes about women who don’t know what they want or whose wishes or desires are in opposition to one another. I can’t speak to that. I came here to talk about loving a complex woman. (Since I am talking about my complex woman, references to myself are…

I had a vision that kept me going. Every single day The difficult and the simple I pick up the reel and put it on the deck Carefully, I thread it through The flick of a switch and a familiar whir My smile widens as I watch Hand to hand…

No matter how much time passes No matter how much we endure - what is done to us - what we do to ourselves

A paradigm of love and devotion. A magnum opus of me. One of the most fulfilling, humbling, and distinguished events in my life also defined and challenged me. It was when Marina gave me a new name. My Rock. Some of the sweetest yet strangely familiar words flowed from her…

I have to tell you. I know it’s not good timing. I can’t hold it back anymore. Every day since our awful Tuesday night, there is an image I keep seeing over and over. You, on the couch. Legs pulled up next to you. Face looking at the floor. Skin…

To be human is to grieve. When you have a gift greatly cherished, an aspiration insurmountably achieved, a person passionately loved, or a foundation deeply rooted, you have wonderful strength and peace. But you are also vulnerable. And when you experience its loss, it can be so powerful, so overwhelming…

Choosing to get off the bus. — “This is it,” he said. “This is where I want to stop and get off.” The Bus Driver turned around. His sole passenger had walked up the center aisle without so much a word. That was unusual. He had always been a talkative creature. Now he stood there at the…

Did you see me? —