What does one do when one returns to Pittsburgh from a beach Thanksgiving to find a grey-shrouded, mist-breathing Midwinter has settled on her heavy haunches to brood until spring hatches?…
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I grew up in a desert-scape of rock gardens, cactus blooms, clacking palm fronds, and golden sky-dome. I grew up in the Arizona desert where we fried eggs on aluminum…
In Beethoven’s Fifth, those iconic four heavy strums of “Dum, Dum, Dum, DUM” aren’t supposed to leap from the page with the first downbeat of the conductor’s wand. They come,…
We welcomed a mud monster into the shower last night. When one has a child who has discovered the miraculous marriage of water + garden dirt, one does not allow…
Dear Future Little Friend, In case I forget to tell you ten years from now, I love you. In case you forget, ten years from now, how “cool” you think…
His fingers. My nose. Her self. Aaaarrrrgh. I can’t do it. I can’t limit myself to just six words. See? Here I am rambling on, belaboring you with the curse…