Monthly Archives: November 2020

The backyard of my childhood home. Oak trees and Bradford pears, sturdy maples. The weeping cherry tree where the morning dove nested this spring in a perfect cradle. Singing and cooing low into the afternoon. Her beady black eyes staring … Continue reading →

How can a heart break. A muscle, an organ, a lifegiver, a lifetaker. This chamber contracts and that chamber expands. This valve flaps and then that valve flaps. The whirl of the oxygenated blood, rolling like a rich iron river, … Continue reading →

There’s a fight brewing in my home, in myself. What’s the safest thing to do to be with my family as we turn to the first holiday without my dad, in a global pandemic? Fly, drive, crawl, or stutter and … Continue reading →