The wind, sneaking around the corner of the skyscrapers where you work; my scarf, the deepest, most joyous red; my feet, tired and sore from all the running; my laugh lines; the whispers, overheard by cafe patrons in Paris; my…
View writingPeony entered the market place in the middle of the city, on the level four hundred and fifty nine, between the agriculture fieldbelow and the more secure housing for the cities first families. She only brought Tee, someone barely older…
View writingAs the Talmud commanded, Bella was returned to G-d’s hands within twenty-four hours of his death. Sarah took command of all funeral preparations. One moment, Bella lay broken at the doorstep of Frau Bleich’s home. The next moment, men of…
View writingOn the morning of May 6, 1933, a group of students belonging to the National Socialist German Students' League, accompanied by a brass band, marched to the Institut für Sexualwissenschaft. They ransacked it; they vandalized it; they burned it, while…
View writingBoxing Day They box up the old sweaters, The finger bare gloves, The much mended socks The stained sheets And muddied petticoats Into neat packets tied with string. They take, too, the stubs of candles The ends of roasts Some…
View writingThe ancients thought of justice as blindfolded. Not inherently blind; a chosen unseeing that represents impartiality, where emotional and relational distance affords objectivity, which is an assumed foundation for judicious reasoning when people’s competing interests feel irreconcilable. To find a…
View writingBob Clark stepped out of the clothing store on Rose Street in Edinburgh. He was wearing a flowered shirt with very large wide collars. He had on purple bell bottom pants. He had on "Beatle Boots" of a brown, reddish…
View writingHe goes by "Fox". My name is Fox. Michael Fox. His nickname was "Fox". I don't know what his real name was. He was a successful dealer in hashish and other drugs of the period. The period was the late…
View writingI was already a grown up woman when somebody explained to me why certain wealthy Wasp-y families are generally good looking. (By the way, I have not personally observed this). The person who explained it to me, Georgia, was in…
View writingSmall things hold great possibility, if you know where to look. Don’t miss the invitation in the everyday, the whisper, the burning bush. Each decision is one step in the long journey of your life. What you wear today. Whether…
View writing"It's a ridiculous plan," she said. "It's the only way," he said. "We don't have the money," she said. "We'll figure it out," he said. "But what about--?" "Taken care of." "And--?" "Sorted." "So there really isn't any other solution?"…
View writingShe remembers a time when the small decisions were just that--easy and done. Brushing her teeth. Paying bills. Following up with an insurance company over a claim. A quick trip to the grocery store. Taking a bath. But now, deciding…
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