Rage. I was all set to write about rage and then something washed over me. Grace? Probably not. Probably fatigue. I’m spent, what with all the raging. I remember that there’s a new moon, maybe it transited to a benevolent position when I sat down to write. I want to Read more…
A long time ago at a party in LA a young man told me I “wasn’t long for this world”. He was looking at my palm. He had no credentials and it was completely unsolicited. His tone was sober despite the Ecstasy and alcohol I had seen him ingest. To Read more…
Mother Nature has put our collective ass on pause. We weren’t listening when she grumbled and huffed at our disrespect over the past decade. We rallied for a moment after the earthquake in Haiti and reached out as one with a helping hand, but the island was dropped from the Read more…