in this waking world, of bodies, and miles now; kilometers, he corrected me. He, now in a country so far away that We each measure the distance differently. He was on his way, even then, even as our bodies pushed…

Three thousand miles is not an impossible distance. What kept my family and me so far apart was the difference in our natures. You could say that the distance between my father’s nature and mine was the smallest, but the…

Mutti, Sarah and Herr Finkham accompanied Agatha, Andres and John to their ship. They were sailing on the Europa to New York. She was a beautiful ship. “The Europa and the SS Bremen are the two most advanced, high-speed steam…

THERE IS actually no such thing as distance because everything we experience is happening right now...then right now...and then right now....BUT .........we make up the story of distance to protect ourselves from feeling anything unpleasant..I think it’s referred to as…

(I've been using this writing to go deeper into some of my character's back stories.) It was my Aunt Bobbie who told me my mother had run off with the newscaster. Which wasn’t how she put it. She’d said something…

“Are they still talking,” asked Agatha. “Shush,” said Bella and Sarah at the same time. Both had their ears to the crack under the door. They could barely hear the heated discussion downstairs. As head of Bremerhaven’s auction house, Herr…

To return to my belonging, I had to go to the source. Back to the place where the wound occurred. It doesn't occur in time. The wound lives in the body outside of time, even though generations shape shift into…

Life is weighty, and also Life is so vulnerable, honestly, is there any doubt that nothing else is as weighty and vulnerable? Well, maybe me on a beach in a bikini….there is “weight and vulnerability” in one daring and shameless…

Mostly write poems. I find it exhausting sometimes to respond to a particular prompt, though I love them here. I am back in Creative Caffeine, having scribbled here for a couple of years, and then taking more than a year…

Hans was Ernst’s cousin. He also lived in Berlin. Agatha met him for the first time the week before the wedding. She was introduced to him. He hugged and kissed her. Then, Sarah walked in the door. Hans’ gazed strayed…

Mutti, Sarah, Hans, their children and Herr Finkham accompanied Agatha, Andres and John to their ship. They were sailing on the Europa. She was a beautiful ship. “The Europa and the SS Bremen are the two most advanced, high-speed steam…

I once overheard my father telling my mother, “She’s not the kind of girl who will stay here, get married, have kids.” I couldn't have put words what I might do instead, but what he said made sense to me.…