She died

I had a friend almost exactly ten years my senior the sister I never had a running buddy to laugh with travel with while cleaning detritus. Hours of laughing the Aman and Stacey show provided comedy and food at a sculptors conference. We eat, gather and hammer each year The last time we were there…

I started writing…

Last week I had the best intentions to wake, bathe, write, eat, wander I can't remember where I was when life interrupted. There was a death. Again. My eldest uncle died. He was 6'8" tall, in his 80's A lifetime of alcohol, music, art and heartache. He was tired. Refusing treatment for a hernia and…

An Online Family: Loss

I never know what to say I have feelings of a dread when I should feel relief for her No more pain I am selfish to want another conversation another look into her life her perspective, her struggle with mental illness devastating depression There is so much unsaid I'm a day late for her online…

Death of a Friendship

I find myself in a puddle often. It is wet and salty and dark though the screen casts an artificial light. It can't be bright enough to push my mood up from below sea level. I hurt today. He said, "I have depression, too." I'm paraphrasing now, "You just have to keep going for your…

Why does the panther cross the road?

Why does the black panther cross the road? She sails through the air after impact Her nine lives simultaneously fly skyward to join her astrological family. I know there aren't thirteen months in a year, but there should be some homage to my panther. The Aztec astrological guardian cat of my dreams, strong, jet black…