In second year of grad school, the Minnesota winter felt even worse, and I despaired of ever having normal toes again. But, to keep warm, I did not go out and buy new snow boots, which was my usual defense…

[continuing with characters from my novel] Barcelona came and went, also with minimal fuss. June thought about Maximiliano when streaks of sunlight cut through the square and when her parents brought flowers home from the market. They asked if she…

Flore's phone buzzed. She exhaled. She hadn't realized she was holding her breath. The phone buzzed again. Then again, and again, with shorter intervals between each notification until it was vibrating so much it started to rotate on the table.…

These are poems that are part of a longer poem that tells the story of the labyrinth. Mari In the beginning, her sea. A rose, petals tattered floats on. Hesperus reflected in the lapping dark. We swim in it —…

Several years ago, we sold our three-story Victorian on Page Street in SF and found our ideal rental apartment to downsize into: a 19th floor two bedroom with a view of the Ferry Building in the Embarcadero that made us…

8.11.26 Mari In the beginning her sea — A wild sea rose petals tattered floats on the surf Hesperus reflected, the lapping dark. We swim in it — the brine thickens our hair. Merwoman of Myrrha — We follow a…

🎶 Attend the Tale of Evie’s heart! And of the afib that tears it apart, It leaves her breathless, it makes her sad Not breathing quite well can be terribly bad. She’s better now, Her tale she’ll tell, Of the…

Little sparrows and finches in the park sing their hearts out, chirp chirp chirp, chirping in the dawn, vocalizing the day away, singing together in a tree at evening as the sun goes down. Do you hear them? They sound…

Fires-- everywhere. On Maui! In Big Sur! Northern California! Los Angeles! Inescapable smell of trees burned to charcoal. Houses gone up in black smoke. Everything lost. Women, men, children, dogs, cats--coughing their lungs out. Lucky to get out alive Firefighters…

As we packed up the classroom, you noticed two copper cups on a desk. "Are those yours?" you asked. "Yes, I brought them in." "Oh." Later, I thought, were you hinting that we have coffee together? A few days later,…