Today I need the blank page with nothing more than the promise of the words I don’t yet know will come. This as I navigate a world oscillating between frustration and hope, thinking I can choose one over the other, more often left to one of them choosing me. On…

Last night, a horse saved me. Not just any horse, but the most unlikely horse, Rich Strike, winner of the 2022 Kentucky Derby, late entry, dead last out of the gate. And yet… “Who’s in for the Derby?” John texted a mere fifteen minutes before post attaching a link to…

Yesterday I created an avatar, not my first, a current representation of present and future self. Actually, I created three. Used Ready Player because someone who knows what they’re talking about suggested I do. “The rest of the team used it to create theirs,” my colleague says, so I do…

When I’m sixty four. Will you still need me. Will you still feed me. We grew up listening to these words like they were distant shore never to be landed. Well, we arrive, and quite possibly on false footing as we will soon be sixty-five, then sixty-six, and on and…

We found the scroll hard to read, a hundred and twenty feet of yellowed tracing paper, like the kind we learned to type on only much longer, scotched taped together to make one seemingly endless piece. “It’s all one paragraph,” we say to each other. “Single spaced with no mistakes.” …

At the bottom of the hill, down through the trees that dot a chute leading to where water streams through this hidden valley, I come on a quiet calm you don’t find in the city. “Over the last couple of years, we’ve cleared out everything,” Guido says looking out…

You know what’s really alarming? When we can’t remember what we last said, or did, or wrote, watched, read. “You’d better get used to it,” they all say at the half century mark. Over this last five years or so, I’ve written a lot short essays. They kind of just…

Two years ago to the day, some of us walked out of our offices never to return in quite the same way. “Take what you need to work from home for the next couple of weeks,” they said. Reminds me of what we used to tell each other when moving…

I’m seeing the world in a whole new light. Not because we’re coming out of the pandemic, if we even are. No, not because we’re finally getting a chance to be together again. No, none of that. I’m seeing the world again because, after years of squinting, of pretending, I…