Of fireflies & darkness.

There once was a five-year old boy. It was summertime — and of course — there were fireflies.…

Craving the Shredded Potato

Months ago, before my surgery, we had dinner at an Asian restaurant with a Chinese friend, M. She…

“You did nothing to me” (“Non mi avete fatto niente”)

The San Remo 2018 Music Festival has chosen its winner!  Italian artists Ermal Meta & Fabrizio Moro won…

The Post Office.

I am sweating. I am gripped with fear. I am at the post office. This errand, in particular,…

La doccia, i dolcetti e la piccola danza.

Avevo paura…ho avuto paura…avevo avuto paura. Prima, avevo paura delle molte cose.   I have been afraid…I was…

The Fire and the Roses

Eleven years ago we were getting ready to leave the house for the first seder at Jane’s house.…

Ben & Rob & Bear

It was just one of those beautiful mornings in early June in the way, way North…the kind of…

The S Word

She gave me permission to write this. We were all sitting on the couch watching the end of…

Watch me reading The Hospital Bed.

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We Breathe Out Stars

The first time I saw Cirque du Soleil was in Los Angeles, 1987. When the first notes of…

Chaos, Kindness & The Flood of Garlic.

To write this, I wrote it five times — and then a sixth.  It was still a mess.…

Call Me Sudsy Malone.

Usually this time of year — as the darkening begins – I feel myself beginning to withdraw. Although…

I am not afraid of Hell.

If the worst thing we can be is to not be ourselves; If our greatest sin is despair……

We’d like to put you in a home.

When I was a little girl, I always thought I would live near Chicago. It had never, in…

“Is this all there is?”

Two years before my father died, he was refusing medical treatment. At that time it became increasingly apparent…

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