Today, Today, Today, Tomorrow
Today, I watched someone die. He was young. Unexpected. 45 minutes of
Skin
Collage, Mixed Media, Prose
Illness Narratives
Restitution stories attempt to outdistance mortality by rendering illness
If that’s all there is, my friends
On two separate occasions, an ambulance whisked my wife’s sister from
Bald Eagles and Chemo
I knew it was coming. After my morning walk, I sat down and ran my fingers through my hair—and ended up with a handful. Right on schedule, Day 14 following my first chemo treatment for stage lll inflammatory breast cancer. Taking what remained of my shoulder-length hair and cutting off what I could with a …
Web of Causation
Spiders are living in the bathtub
Sherry’s Story
I’ve just returned from the memorial service with my son Otto; he had
Undone
bedsheets and socks on their feet and wrappers strewn like cigarette butts on
The Search
I cannot find or see what I seek. Blind, I
Make Your Way
At times, we are lost in a sea of thought. We swim in new ideas and warm,
