This Here Place

I am trying to be written. I am draft after draft, words and whole lines scratched out, and sometimes I am my own arguing in the margins, hasty question marks writ large, ink trailing. I am trying to be told. What is my life? What am I for? Everything I have done to this point [...]

Naked

I can't think of a word more fraught with complicated and nuanced meanings - can't imagine an experience more entangled with pain and pleasure than the experience of nakedness. Naked as an experience transgresses what we imagine to be boundaries between the physical and the emotional. It betrays how such boundaries are artificial, and soul [...]

Give us this day

It’s late morning late-June, and the house is quiet except for the rushing of traffic on I-10 which never seems to stop. Against its white noise, I hear the unfamiliar voice of the white-winged dove roosting on the back fence of our Fowler Street house. I watch her with mild curiosity through the kitchen window [...]