The air is heavy this evening. I go out to the backyard with the dog, and I’m immediately weighed down by it, my lungs struggling to expand. Today, we got … Continue reading Be afraid, and do the thing.
The air is heavy this evening. I go out to the backyard with the dog, and I’m immediately weighed down by it, my lungs struggling to expand. Today, we got … Continue reading Be afraid, and do the thing.
Last night in my kitchen, I lost a fight with a roll of plastic wrap. I was trying to tightly wrap up half of the pound cake I’d made that … Continue reading Sticking the landing.
My father died 15 years ago. I was 18. I am in contact with exceedingly few people these days who knew him. Even then, that contact is sparse (no judgment, … Continue reading Happy and haunted.
Kenopsia (n.): the forlorn atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people (or once was), but is now eerily abandoned and quiet. Old empty shopping malls; decrepit defunct … Continue reading Kenopsia (TW: pregnancy loss)