When I lived in Santiago in my twenties, my roommate and I kept seeing a guy in our neighborhood who looked just like Brad Pitt. OK, maybe just a little bit like Brad Pitt. It was more about his attitude than his eyes. He had a cool leather jacket and slick (kind of greasy) hair … [Read more...]
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May I Hover Like a Gull
…Why not take the smashed pinecone of my life, render it in purple? Why not dream of baking thirteen pies, six bumbleberry, seven sour cherry? Yes, why not? As you may know, I recently dedicated myself to a new writing practice—a promise to copy a poem a day. And here I am changing the rules […]
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The Pink Lady, The Honeycrisp
I have a new story, “The Pink Lady, The Honeycrisp,” in Wigleaf today. Wigleaf is one of my very favorite literary magazines; it is a place I go when I need to read something that resonates deeply. I hope my piece resonates in some way with you. I’m grateful to Scott Garson for his smart […]