“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.…

In the musical of Peter Pan, Music and Lyrics: with music by Morris "Moose" Charlap and Jule Styne, and lyrics by Carolyn Leigh, Betty Comden and Adolph Green……There’s this marvelous, fun and funny tango that takes place between Peter ,…

Wild, with love. You don't know it. You aren't feral enough. You've been civilized so well. Your not at fault. It takes a lot of training, crafting, even, in order to even begin to know how to navigate the wildernesses…

For countless nights, Carol lay in bed, sleepless as the creek that ran through her ranch. Finally, she decided that Mike was never going to settle down, that their ranch would always be the hippie ranch. They had met in…

my feet firm on the ground, I thought, wishing to go here or there, away from this or that. determined to chart my course with full agency, sole power, controlled by my own choices; to stand only here or to…