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When Life Hands You Letdowns

When Life Hands You Letdowns

Today’s the day I’ve been dreading. But I’ll put on my brave face and wield my trusty kitchen scissors and march down the front steps and over to where the bay window juts out from the house like defiant hope, and I’ll do it. I’ll clip off all those browning,...
Of Tea and Tears and the Tomb We’re All Watching

Of Tea and Tears and the Tomb We’re All Watching

You’d think after five decades I’d know the signs. Emotional flatness. Lack of motivation. Feeling all peopled-out when I hadn’t been doing any peopling at all. Not to mention, I hadn’t shed a tear since . . . Well, since before coronavirus. BC....
Dear God, Do You Still See Me?

Dear God, Do You Still See Me?

The dermatologist rolls right up to me on her stool so we’re knee to knee. Her voice is tender. “Tell me what’s been going on with your hands.” Out of nowhere my tears press; I hadn’t realized my emotions were so close to the surface. I...