Before having children I was efficient, punctual and tidy. Known as “controlling” by those closest to me —a textbook Type A. Evolution has since exerted its dominance and old standards of “perfection” and “completion” have been re-defined. With the entrance of each child into the family commune, a little piece of my old self has vanished. Thrust [...]
The voyage from Earth to Mars was a one way trip. Everyone aboard had happily volunteered. All where disenchanted with what they had left behind on mankind’s home planet. In that regard I was no different to any of my fellow volunteers. I hated what my home country had become through its desire for senseless [...]
I had the opportunity to engage in a conference-type phone interview to be eventually televised on PBS through the brain child of David Ewen and his site www.yourworlddiscovered.com. If you are an author and interested in this project which is still on-going, do check out his site. While I had vetted the questions the night [...]
OCTOBER SMOKY-ICE FOG REVISITED i creep through smoky-ice fog on cat paws, enter the fog cave’s mouth my mouth fills with smoke- i am swall- owed Rear view~headlights penetrate the FOG’S thin skin flash BACK-speed demon crushes/snaps me into the frigid fog field dead bleached bare trees drained of light~insipid motion vibrates stone silence numbing [...]
Carnations, squashed, dead, alongside unravelling cigarette ends; a reminder that everything comes to an end, no matter how beautiful; no matter how satisfying. He had made up his mind a long time ago that he would never make any woman honest. He wouldn’t make anyone anything. After all, he was a traveller; a dantesque shade, taking what [...]
The word “civility” has been bandied about a lot lately – by media people or politicians who find other people’s behavior or words offensive. Or, I would argue, in an almost foolproof tactic to swing the weight of moral authority back to themselves when the pendulum has swung toward the giver of the offense. So, [...]
A dream come to life: Immortal the Musical
I know and see so many other ladies in my position. Women who smile while praying the dryer didn’t take the stretch out of her jeans, who get dressed in a room absent of mirrors and lock every door for fear of someone witnessing her sans clothes. The women who make love in darkness and shirts because they’re afraid to be seen by their partners
November fourth, 1995, an international day of mourning. After completing a speech and rally for peace the Prime Minister of Israel, Yitzhak Rabin, walks towards the car and is shot and killed by a fanatical Jew whose mind has been filled with hate and propaganda. As he takes his last breath the peace process he’s [...]
his bald head – tanned – pants
rolled above his knees, a pot
belly rests -
