A Thousand Faces

My heart is heavy today, Like a weight suspended inside my ribcage; I removed his name as my emergency contact for work And this somehow, in defiance of my dreams, Reminds me that it’s real.

I am unworkable. By that I mean, I have discovered an insurmountable resistance within me to any attempts I may make to improve or change myself. For most of my adult life, I have used coercion, brow-beating, chastisement, and excoriation to shame, cajole and compel…

I have been gripped with an insatiable (and unexpected) shopping habit these last few weeks. At first, it was driven by things I needed, or thought I needed, for our trip to visit family in Florida: sun hats and a dress for our cousin’s wedding.…