Tomorrow, July 16, will be the first anniversary of my mother’s death. Recently, when I think of my mother, the same visceral image springs to mind. Over and over: a slit opens in my chest like a fault line in the earth of my body. I picture an inverted mountain, a kind of V, … [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 […]