This boiled calm is haunting
This boiled calm is haunting There is nothing Nothing Nothing at all The pained breathing Deafening Then it is still This boiled calm Haunting An unforgiving mill There is nothing Nothing Nothing left at all
Don’t be beguiled by the lights of the chandelier
There are four sides to every door Ponder from which direction you will turn the knob Deep within you must explore your willing waged war Knowing some paths will lead you to sorrow and sob Those that shine bright with contoured purpose May not be the […]
Transcending a new: Leave nothing in between
Transcending a new Measuring the space between here and life’s queue Peering longingly past the walled-up maze The righteous path forward awaits in a fiery blaze Moving on Leave nothing in between
The Lost Art of the Handoff: Where will our Memories and Stories Go?
The Lost Art of the Handoff: Where will our Memories and Stories Go? This past weekend I went for a drive up the shore of Connecticut and came across a very quaint town called Niantic that seemed liked it was carved out from a movie set. […]
The patron saint of wackiness and calling it like it is: This week’s weird news
The patron saint of wackiness and calling it like it is I don’t suffer fools well. I especially don’t suffer fake fools and non self-aware fools very well. Or so I have been told. I also don’t tolerate uncalled for arrogance and pretentiousness. I have a nose for […]
I was meant to be a psychologist: But Why?
I was meant to be a psychologist: But Why? I was a smarty pants, book smarts girl from the South Bronx. I read ten books a week sometimes for books were my escape into other worlds and realms of possibilities. I knew there was more out […]
Proudly I’m a Jill of all trades: Don’t ask me about crocs, dark matter or dog grooming
Proudly I’m a Jill of all trades: Don’t ask me about crocs, dark matter or dog grooming I take great pride in being a jill of all trades. As a social psychologist, who is embedded within a community based organization, I have to develop knowledge across a wide […]
Si mi chiamano Mimi: What’s in my Mimi-esque name?
Mi chiamano Mimi: What’s in my Mimi-esque name Growing up I was mimi. It was an endearing nickname that sounded younger and hipper than my actual name. Because I was one of very few Hispanic students when I went away to boarding school I no longer […]
Circle Art: From the weeds to the cocount drink
Circle Art: From the weeds to the cocount drink A circle is a thing of beauty and abstraction. You can spin around in circles or you can center yourself within a circle. You can move with its forces or you can stand still and watch the world […]
A young woman goes to washington: Running through the streets in her cherished wrinkled suit
It was a girl’s road trip. Or rather it was a girl’s about-to-graduate-college-looking-for-their-next-role road trip. We drove down eagerly from upstate New York down to Washington, DC. She had been down there previously in eight grads as part of a school trip. She remembered the grimy hotel and […]
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