Leave. I go back to Los Angeles in a summer before 1994, in our hot, dry smoggy house. Happy house where the boys were small. Where I saw, with my friend Karen, an interview on tv with a woman that…

I graduated from college during a recession and was the only one in my Public Health department who got a job. The University of Massachusetts Medical Center hired me to be a public health educator on a $5 million grant…

[It's always such a pleasure writing with you, partner.] Alex and I don't have second beers. Outside the pub in full view of the busy patio, we give each other shallow hugs and agree to "do this again." And then…

It might have been a polaroid. She couldn't remember now, her hot tears so consumed the memory of the memory. It didn't make much sense, and the harder she tried, the faster it slipped away. Green stops and purple starts…

Where did all that go? Those midnight yearnings alone or with others. The singing. The imagining – him on a beach, running away and tossing a football I could never catch, him kissing me, fingering me, fucking me, devouring me.…

I was Love, looking and looking for love until, after forty years, I found my love, a love who wasn't even born at the time I started looking. My love, I dream of you day & night, I write poems…

[pushing my story along, Amelia's having a beer with a guy named Alex. He's asked about her dog.] I should not say anything about Raul. There is no way Alex is not going to think I'm nuts, dog person, etc.…

"One night we walked out of a party holiday on the embarcadero into pouring rain and Kenji, my date, swung around a lamp post singing "I'm singin' in the rain, just singin' in the rain ..." I laughed and laughed.…

She knew it the moment she stepped into the classroom: the energy of pure spontaneous creativity.

There is a miracle happening right now, and I am watching it happen. Today I trekked into the woods near my house. My daily walks into the woods is saving me right now, both mentally and physically. My kids and…

I was three years old, a little girl with fine, straggly, blond hair, and I had recently become prone to throwing tantrums when my mother refused to prepare a bottle of similac formula for me--after all, she carefully tested the…