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For Proscenium’s Friday Follies
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For Proscenium’s Friday Follies
Read MoreReading is as important to my day as breathing, and for a long while I was gasping for breath in a spurt of uninspired works. Then I stumbled on Staceyann Chin’s memoir, The Other Side of Paradise, and found myself panting for more. The audio version of Chin’s life story is narrated by the author […]
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Read MoreA tree swallow twisting for a scratch – oh how I wish I could do that. Roadside, tree branches twist and bend to avoid traffic – that I feel like I do all the time, lol. (For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week challenge: twisted)
Read MoreFallen limbs and pathless woodsno obstacle for a wild childleft to her own devices,searching for a self. Only with age, and sproutingcurves, did I learn to be afraidof shadows, that the woodsequated with wolves and lurking And that abandoned placeshouse evil – held captive therejust this side of adolescence – lost all that innocence gifts […]
Read MoreJust when I thought I knew where we were headed, life threw another curveball. It happened simply enough. Ric experienced a brief period of blindness in one eye. “Just the bottom half of the eye,” he’d tell the doctor later. “And some weakness in my left arm.” The family doctor recommended a trip to Urgent […]
Read MoreIllness affords me time,and time begs observation. Used to think that if I prayed enough,was enlightened enough, I could call uponthe presence of a divine spirit to intervene,change the course of suffering. Now, I know that we are not called uponto alter God’s plans, control not withinour mortal hands, but we are commanded to observe, […]
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Read MoreAs the temperature rises we are drawn to nearby shores, for a patio lunch overlooking the water. Merely observers now – the sun a threat to aging skin, and the sand too difficult to navigate – we are content to people watch. Impossible to capture the entirety of our view in one shot, so I […]
Read More“Isolation threatens to consume me,” I tell my therapist in a recent visit. “I’m not willing to disappear into the woodwork again.” The doctors say my illness is relapsing; it’s how they explain the onslaught of infections. I’ve just finished another round of even stronger antibiotics. While my immune system fights invasion, I am staving […]
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