Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
“I know it is hard to look at your own entitlement and privilege. You may be afraid of the truth. I am unafraid, to be honest. It may sound petty bringing up a few extra cents. It adds up to the pile of change I have yet to see in Read more
There is a blue plastic WalMart bag caught in a branch of the maple tree in my daughter’s front yard. It has been there since April, four seasons ago. It’s amazingly high – far beyond the nest of squirrels and the honeycomb of holes the woodpecker has drilled. Way above Read more
Crib about jetlag. Binge eat on a flight serving oily fries. Hang on trees bungee jump and throw up on your car seat. Kill time and watch flashlights under water. Douse in gasoline, lithe and smooth and green. Suck on tangerine Make sense of your friend’s cold coleslaw. Served in Read more
Isn’t it simply beautiful out there. I mean, snow always inspires such awe in me. Just consider, one single snowflake alone, so delicate, so fragile, so ethereal. And yet, let a billion of them come together through the majestic force of nature… They can screw up a whole city.- Betty Read more
We often think of artistically creative people as inspired. Considered to be passionate people, they are driven to create a poem, sculpture, a painting – some visible work of art. Many artists have been known to be enrolled in the “Tortured Soul School of Creativity.” Their inspiration only came through Read more
Mother Servant Concubine Lonely Dreamer Alive only by a whisper Useless, never enough. Stoic Listless Paranoid Bored Always a smile. Traumatized and the perpetrator. Victim or Victor? In my starring role, I used to be, moving ethereal cinematic relishing the play. Re-runs on constant loop. Looking, looking Curtain falling, happiness Read more
Working on a cruise ship was like being emancipated into another dimension. –Kim Sisto Robinson It was 1980 something. I was young, fearless, and hopelessly invincible. Besides, at twenty, I landed a job in Miami on Carnival Cruise Lines as a Croupier, aka Blackjack Dealer. I had previously applied for Read more
I am who I am because of Graciela and her bright red sash and because of her Abuela, the old woman with the melted candlestick. The old woman who used to braid her granddaughter’s hair in log rope twists and drags the candle down the aisle at the old Spanish Read more