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Easter was far from normal…. The day began unalarmingly. I rose early, fed the cats, made coffee, ate a yogurt, and gathered the ingredients for chocolate chip cookies. As I blended the dry ingredients with the butter/egg/sugar/vanilla mixture, I felt … Continue reading →

the precious commodity eludes me today, of all days, the first weekday after the switch to daylight savings time. wide awake at 5:45, which was actually 4:45 two days ago. no, the cats did not wake me. perhaps I slept … Continue reading →

The president promised that we would be back to normal by Easter. That was last year. Now it’s this year and that president is gone. The new president hasn’t made such a promise. He’s not that foolish. But here we … Continue reading →

I live on a hill. A very steep hill. When I look out my window I see my neighbor’s car pulling out of their driveway, which wouldn’t be anything unusual, except the car and the driveway and my neighbor appear … Continue reading →

Now that the new year has begun, I imagine a gradual return to normal. I’ve pondered this word before, but I still marvel at the comfort some of us take in “normal” activities, a “normal” life, the “normal” progress of … Continue reading →

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the high school friend killed in a motorcycle accident; the friends’ contracted pneumonia; the cousin committed suicide; the aunt poisoned by alcohol; the teacher caught COVID-19; the friend’s husband fell into an endless coma. funerals pile. dread circles. it’s just … Continue reading →

tendrils, filaments, connecting us to each other over Zoom. how do we know we’re actually working? what is work if we’re not in the office, sitting in purple chairs around a conference table? ephemeral, theoretical, abstract–the concept of connection. is … Continue reading →

Twenty-eight family and friends click on the Zoom linkto watch family and friends talk about you:how much fun you used to have playing guitar, catching fish, snowmobiling.All of the drunken escapades that seem, from the videos, like a blast at … Continue reading →

a flicker of dreams that I vividly experience yet vaguely recall; the images, sensations at the edge of memory; I can’t quite grasp them (noun) flickers come to the bird bath, perching on the railing, stretching from this loftier perch; … Continue reading →