Last year, I started writing more and submitting my work again after 20 years. I feel my pulse in my words and putting them out there has given me breath and community and a renewed sense of self. My most... Continue Reading →
Summer has cast it's leering net over Los Angeles. It is March and should be spring, but spring always passes us over. Our coldest winter evening dropped to 50 degrees; hardly coat weather, but I wore my coat anyway because... Continue Reading →
The lights play tricks on me. They disappear when my eyes are open and appear in kaleidoscope fashion when I shut them against my blindness. It always feels so strange to see more with my eyes closed that with them... Continue Reading →