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Tasseography

I don’t believe in psychics, but I might owe something to one. Before my mother was born, my grandmother Jo had her fortune told by...

Leave Me Alone

I return to something like consciousness lying outside the gate in the driveway, partly in the county road. Our big akitas whine and leap...

Me, My Father, and The Persian Rug

I was at my sister’s house and received two phone calls from my father urging me to come right away. My chest was warm...

You Are Here

I am nearing the half-century mark, and the veins and capillaries of my body are breaching. As the bodies of my daughters, smooth and fresh,...

Sixteen Paris Crossings or Art in the Time of Crisis

When the Museum of Fine Arts re-opened in February, I went directly to Gallery 232 in the Art of the Americas to see The...

Aprons

After my mother’s death, my sisters and brother and I embarked on a task familiar to many adult children: clearing out our childhood home....

Twelve Months, Twelve Words

January 2020 Jata (Pali): the word that means tangle; can also be a name. I really like finding words that are uncommon or unfamiliar to me....

The Fig Tree

Because of the virus, we moved to Sonoma, into a little house we have on the top of a mountain, with its gnarly garden...

Animal Instinct

We’re only halfway through this hike, approaching the longest hill on our walk and Luna’s lagging behind a bit. I’m not annoyed. She doesn’t...

The Crying Gene

Sensory Processing Sensitivity is not a condition, a disorder, or a diagnosis. It is a neutral trait that evolved in 20% of the human...

A Murmuration of Stones

A plot. A boneyard. A potter’s field. A necropolis. A golgatha. I stumbled upon it one steamy day in the first summer of COVID, while...

My Endgame

The last few moves you make in a pursuit, such as business or diplomatic negotiations or in strategic games such as chess, are your...