On befriending wonder and unleashing playfulness: a story, a trailer, and two new books

We’ve had one hell of a fall and winter here. We helped Mom move into a memory care home where she’ll have the round-the-clock, large community support she now needs. We’ve been moving with our own grief and helping each other, and Mom and Dad, with...

Low Tide

Salt thick drips beneath the pier dark wet hangs in air humid with seaweed exhausted and driftwood damp parts, body, of crabs eaten recently left by birds pirate who gorge themselves crabbing out of season without license barnacles shake themselves from nose to tail...

Unraveling into playfulness

Let’s fix this Oh fuck it that’s never going to work your fault my fault someone here’s a jerk candor and reticence swings at the beach keeping thoughts to yourself giving a speech making a decision taking a stand waffling, wondering head in the sand pain,...