the thawing process

Perhaps you were a quiet child.  Calm and compliant.  Perhaps you preferred stillness to movement.  Silence to conversation.  Books over people.  Thinking over talking.  Slowness over urgency.   You kept the hard, dark and scary things to yourself knowing that expressing them would rock the boat.  And rocking that boat may put your survival into…

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it’ll all end in tears

  Home to moist cobwebs and well-fed centipedes, the cement basement is not a welcoming space for beings with fewer legs. In one room, the washer and dryer stand shoulder to shoulder, stoically among the arachnids and arthropods waiting in the dark to be useful. In two others, repurposed shipping pallets have been turned into…

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naturally present

  Years ago, fresh off a small town bus, I was alone at a city crosswalk alongside dozens of strangers. I felt a collective impatience urging the “do not walk” signal to change.  My impulse was to notice everything as if I had been enlisted to catalogue it.     Sunlight reflecting off a bus windshield.…

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