I have expanded my family to include my new little brother, Darrien. He came over yesterday and today to help out. He is an angel sent from heaven to allow me to see things in a bright, new way.

He's also a kid, 13, and probably excited to be in my… Read full post »

So...I was at my mother's house today, to have the oriental rugs picked up. They are handmade, wool, and priceless to me because they were among her favorite possesions.. I discussed with my brothers, being sensitive, that I could figure out how to clean them.

Nope. "Hire someone to take them… Read full post »

Today, I payed off a portion of my student loans, the ones held by my dear friend Sallie Mae.

When I was a sophmore at Barnard college in 1986, I was abducted on my way back to my off campus dorm, held as a prisoner in some part of Queens, and… Read full post »

In respnse to Jeanette Demain's amazing post about a rape vicitm/survivor being confronted in court and told by her attacker that "it's because she was pretty", I feel the need to tell my story.

First of all, as Jeanette points out - sexual predators don't usually have the notion of "pretty"… Read full post »

The email reads: "Don't be so sensitive." It's from my brother, who is bossy. 

I never know how to respond. It's an accusation that has followed me my entire life - and it looks like my sensitivity is not going away. Would it be possible to do it - to just… Read full post »

 still don't understand what happened. Maybe drinking a cocktail every time Jack got that heroic look on his face is what did me in. I liked it when he punched out fake Locke and threw him off the cliffhanger. Spoiler alert!

I was reminded of the Ice Princess on the… Read full post »

{**::I have been working on this piece and need help. Please offer critiques. There's something that I feel strongly about in terms of the actual stories, but I know I'm not quite getting it. If we could workshop this together, I would be so grateful. :: **}

I stubbed… Read full post »

Many people have been losing comments. It's hard. You write a comment from the heart, press submit and, in my case, get kicked to the curb, with strange error messages and a demand to log in to wordpress.

I don't know nothin about no stinkin wordpress! I did acidently delete a… Read full post »

I’m not sure if anyone around here is NOT aware that my mother died. Um, well, she died on Dec. 15^th 2009, and it was front page cover EP here etc. and has been kind of a theme for me. Duh. I can write about other things, but I think I… Read full post »

I don’t get why they can’t get it together. I’m convinced that Mark across the street is in secret competition with next door John and for some reason needs to mow his lawn at precisely the moment that John has finished. Is it a wake up call for certain homeowners?  Oh… Read full post »

Trig, known now for his excellent robot movies and commentary, had the sensitivity and loveliness to do an xtranormal movie with a character reciting the poem "Taps" that I posted a few days ago.

It's sort of weird, because I think I asked him to do it, half joking, and… Read full post »

We stopped by the pub after the monthly Art Walk in town on Saturday. I struck up conversation with a very glamorously dressed woman - unusually glamorous for the Brass Cat, which tends towards, well, the timeless look of the male bar fly. 

My significant other, Kevin, kind of whispered… Read full post »

 Stuck inside these four walls

Sent inside forever
Never seeing no one nice again like you
Mama you, mama you

If I ever get out of here
Thought of giving it all away
To a registered charity
All I need is a pint a day
If I ever get out of here
If we ever get… Read full post »

Taps

I understand that, if I break a mirror,

there are consequences to pay.

If I smash a wall of mirrors with

the back of my hand

I might initiate a string of bad luck.

But you, my divide and… Read full post »

 Mother’s Day is everywhere. A girl can’t even go get a pack of coffin nails and a bottle of hootch without running into some sale on carnations and cheap ass champagne. You would think a liquor store might be some refuge, but no. I guess I’ll have to find a… Read full post »

Here's the article:

 Councilors OK resolution to boycott AZ

There's more. Tuscon and Flagstaff are suing the state over the heinous bill.

 So much bad news to deal with, but...

Boston Boycotts Arizona just makes me happy.

I hope all of YOUR cities and states will join Boston,… Read full post »

I went to see Steve Katz at his gallery and he was just as lovely as you would think. I didn't get a picture of us, but I will testify to his charm and warmth.

Provincetown was amazing. 

It was a wonderful few days. My reflections on P-town are… Read full post »

1.) I danced for peep shows at a  collective/women owned and managed strip club to Madonna's "Open Your Heart", using her choreography from the video.

2.) I met the Queen of England and the President of the United States on the same day.

3.) I took my yowling cat to a… Read full post »

I had to call Blue Cross/Blue jerks today. "May I ask who you are speaking for?"

My mother.

"May I request confirmation of her address? May I request confirmation of her phone number?" 

Yes, you can. But she's dead. 

"I'm so sorry. Is there a reason she went to the Emergency… Read full post »

I am a moment of infinite now,

both bound and caressed by what came before.

My body is water, my soul is an oar.

My heart is my boat and you are the shore. 

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 The ten antique quilts sit in a chest in my mother’s house, each a legacy of a complicated past. They were made by my grandmother, a very crafty lady. The next door neighbors had a nephew sent home from South Dakota to recover from polio. His parents were missionaries on… Read full post »

I thought this one rock was pretty and believed it was shaped as a heart by forces far more intriguing and subtle than I could ever intuit. It’s imposibble to know what we might expect from inanimate objects, or people. Love can be put on a shelf, waiting for… Read full post »

 My friend took this photo on March 20, a week before Coney Island opened and the first warm, sunny day of the Spring. I neglected to include it in my Coney Island picture essay posted March 22.

Now, go to Caroline Hagood's blog and  scroll through her pictures. You… Read full post »

 (Saturday repost. Because their version of "Fix You" has reduced me to a weeping wreck today.)

 I recently saw these folks in concert. They live around here, so I'm really lucky. The entire concert was amazing, and this is one of the highlights.

It's My Life.wmv

The set list include… Read full post »

I used to date a lot. Well, no, I used to “hook up” a lot, although back then we called it “drunk”. I never had boyfriends so much – more like nine month relationships, as if that is the exact gestation period before giving birth to a break-up. I loved the… Read full post »