1. Just after rain against a washed-clean sky, a cloud mountain bloomed luminescent behind the Point. It feels exactly like I feel when in Japan and I spy Mount Fuji–that sense of has that been there this whole time? It’s so big. How could I have ever missed it? How long have I been unaware … Continue reading
I had the privilege to tell a story for The Narrators San Diego at their monthly meeting at Tiger!Tiger! Tavern. They included it on their podcast. Have a listen. Continue reading
am behind don’t done get good her just like me my need not now ohreally scar she stoked super thing things too woman *from my daily pages at 750words.com; in alphabetical order. Continue reading
I’m not sure I’d actually self-identify as homeschool. But there’s a certain moment of disconnect—a second when I hesitate over the “other” option—when asked to classify myself. It’s not that I’m special. It’s just that I’m from homeschool. Being homeschooled is like knowing a secret language that no one else can speak. But it isn’t … Continue reading
of my life happened in the fall of 2008. It’s not in the top ten for sure, but it was one of the places I look back and can still feel the excitement and possibility of anything-could-happen-now-and-it-could-all-be-good. Of course that didn’t quite pan out, but the feeling has stayed with me. It was when my … Continue reading
All around South Park, someone has been putting these stickers up. And I’ve been taking pictures. The first one I saw was late at night while walking with my son back to our car. It was stuck against a water meter, tucked down the gap between two cinder-block buildings. The light was low, making the … Continue reading
Yesterday, while taking my son to school, I passed a bundle of pink roses jumbled in the street amidst broken glass. Of course I stopped. You can’t waste flowers. Even if they are pink, grocery store roses. Tangled in the mess was a torn lily and a generic florist note which read “I love you.” … Continue reading
