Category: identity

Ghosts in My Suitcase

In my dreams,I am always packing.Suitcases lined up like soldiers,zippered mouths strainingwith clothes I’ll never wearto places I never quite reach. I set out,but the road splinters into side streets,detours,barriers that flash like neon reminders:“Not today.”And so I stumble off-rampafter off-ramp,carrying too much,getting nowhere. The ghosts wait for […]

Focus Drips with Sadness

“Personal tragedy has ways of focusing us in ways other things can’t.”Congressman Joseph Morelle, NY, recently said this, and oh boy, is that ever true. Focus isn’t always a calm, zen-like, candlelit process. Sometimes it’s a zap. A kick in the gut. A cruel nudge from the universe […]