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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CHARM, Still-Life, and Old Lady Abs
This winter is kicking my ass. I am DRAGGING. It’s partly the brutal cold, it’s partly some health stuff, but it’s mostly the state of the world. I’m heartsick over the violence ICE has perpetrated and the fear that our immigrant and urban communities are living under, particularly in Minneapolis. I’m worried about voter suppression, […]
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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 […]