Surprise Lake Camp, ready or not, here I come!

So I’m sitting here making up my weekend supply list. Here’s what’s on it: books to sell buttons fliers copy to read from (duh!) origami paper directions for craft directions TO camp sample cyclop’s eye sharpies camera DVDs of Big Bang Theory* Everything else that I’m currently forgetting *Those are for Trish the Dish (aka:… Continue reading Surprise Lake Camp, ready or not, here I come!

Magic Trick

  Can I show your friend here, a magic trick, he says to my husband. He’s old, frail, his voice so thin it sounds like it traveled from Ireland through a tin can.   Of course, I say.   With shaking hands he folds a dollar bill over and over until when he unfolds it… Continue reading Magic Trick

On Kafka, Richter and Memories

  I have a strange relationship with posthumously published pieces. In the one instance, I desperately want to read them. Especially if it’s an author I really like because then as a reader I get to momentarily undo their death and hear one last story. On the other hand it feels like cheating. It wasn’t… Continue reading On Kafka, Richter and Memories

A New Nephew

In the Hours –          for Wesley Edward In the hours before you were born I was underground, riding the subway and trying to learn how this universe that you are now a part of like the planets and the willow trees and me and her and him began which is not an easy thing to… Continue reading A New Nephew