embrace the goofs

TABULA RASA   I took Latin in tenth grade.  I have no idea why, but probably at my father’s behest.  I use this word generously.  The course wasn’t completely awful, I discovered my favorite phrase and philosophy:  Tabula Rasa.  A clean slate.  I abused the term generously. Mistakes, gaffes and Read more…

Ain’t heard no one leave

Half Blood Blues by Esi Edugyan 8 min @ crafted on ossington Beulah May never figured it. How could you know a body sixty years, and then never know the moment, the one moment that they were gone. Right here the same bed they done shared every night. Beulah May Read more…

you never know

I’m sitting on my tailbone, legs splayed, face slack with boredom, but my cells are taught and prepared.  I’m holding my breath ever so slightly wondering what the first line will be.  Am I going to say it?  Is it going to come from her?  All I know is that I am Read more…

thank you monday

Every morning, as part of my quest for conscious living, I give thanks that I’ve woken up.  It’s a good Jewish thing to do.  According to paternal accounts my blood is one-quarter to one-eighths Jewish, but this is just a detail that gets thrown around when we’re talking about the Read more…