on decades

Ten years ago, tonight to be exact, my life changed forever. I was a recent college graduate, slumping through evening classes for a Master of Arts in Women and Gender Studies, struggling to find a job in the looming economic crisis of 2008-2009. Apparently there’s not a big market for straight A girls with no…

on duality

I woke before dawn on Thanksgiving to start my shift. By the time I logged on, a thermos of coffee had been brewed and my omelette was done. On these early winter days I prefer to sit by the sliding patio door rather than head to my basement office. While the latter would provide me…

on routine

Every day I used to leave for work and drive past a man walking his husky. It’s an equanimous vision of morning communion, out of place on potholed Quebec, out of place beside drive-through liquor stores and subsistence desperation. He was always in sweats, the dog always larger than life with haunches rolling beneath a…

on falling

Your immensity and my diminuition  are not mutually exclusive. I, by nature of existing as this tiny blip, a mere speck, a smudge, a spot, an ant, a period. I, by nature of existing create your necessity. You need my tiny toes as much as I need your tumbling miles of stone. Formed in a…

on diana

With the breath of the goddess insinuating through the firs, summer died and numb-edged boulders began to whisper of the chill. It was a Friday morning off work and I had chosen a simple trail in a nearby state park. A 7:00am departure from the trailhead meant that by the time I reached my secret…

on regret

I haven’t listened to that much classical music.