about women and war

There are lilies in the valley lofty clouds up in the sky there are spots of brown on butterflies now...

On the phone she’ll tell me stories about shorebirds which breed in warmer marshland winters and still cross the continent...

When I found out the next patient I’ll be following is a retired army cardiothoracic surgeon in his late eighties...

Been drifting along A sea of green. Been free to be, to breathe, to dream

This morning, strolling soddenly down Harmon street, the rain became a sudden shield; with sudden clarity I felt calamity dismissed...

It was sunrise Nail clipping of a moon, an incisor tooth Peeking and covered again, the colors of the sky...

Often, I used to drop by to ask a patient of mine about his mood, and one day he just...

[Third place winner in the Synapse Storytelling Contest nonfiction category.] The typical existential thoughts of a graduate student drifted through...

I think often of the apricots & shallots that I diced in your kitchen last year with a knife you...