Disappointment, Victory, and Not Telling Mom
What I learned on this year’s Dover was how to sit in the disappointment with friends and then to race around joyfully on borrowed red bicycles.
Driven
Not veering off into an oncoming car is just a social contract.
A Good Enough Reason to Leave
This may be the last post I’ll write from Honduras.
Tales of a Reluctant Yogi
$39 for a month of unlimited classes. Tempting.
Ancient Perspectives
I think it would do us all some good to step back from the ever present glow of our TVs, computers, and fluorescent lights, and embrace again the darkness of the night.
Soulache
Our nation, our culture, our American Empire that we lust after so voraciously does indeed oppress the needy.
The Open Mic
My poems in The Open Mic served an analogous purpose: they underscored the prowess of other poets in the group.
Nothing But Cheese
We got a dog.
Unbendable
And I know this is a kids’ show. Gritty realism is not always necessary or cool.
On Music in Silence
I wonder if there is not a bit of wisdom in learning to control and interpret the metaphorical silences that intersperse our lives.
