Sometimes the thankful gets buried under an avalanche of the…other stuff. The worries, the concerns, the humdrum, the fury. Recently, for me, it’s been a lot of fury. Make no mistake, I’m thankful for the fury. It’s protected my heart against the onslaught of grief which is no doubt coming. It acts as a buffer until my spirit…
Tag: depression
Another Brick in the Wall
In August I sent off a creative non-fiction entry to Hippocampus Magazine in response to their Remember November contest. Though it didn’t make the final five, I was thrilled to find out that Another Brick in the Wall, had made it to the semi-final round of 11 and bonus…Hippocampus wanted to publish the piece in its January…
My Life as an Open Book
I mentioned in a comment recently that being home means confronting the ghosts in the floor boards. Along with the memories comes the monsters in the closets and the poltergeist in the pipes. None of those hit home with a more resounding thwack to the temple than going through a musty box pulled from the…
Portrait of the Artist as a Young Girl
A very young man who called himself September took these photos. I met him my freshman year at NYU and he asked me to sit for him, a last-minute photography final deadline approaching. Looking at them now, I wonder what he saw when he looked through his camera. In one photo I am camouflaged, black…
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 