On a Stoop, Eternally
Last Saturday was a warmish slice of Long Beach summer. Never mind that it had reached only 58 of the promised 65 degrees; or that the March calendar sheepishly (no […]
Last Saturday was a warmish slice of Long Beach summer. Never mind that it had reached only 58 of the promised 65 degrees; or that the March calendar sheepishly (no […]
Why are you shaking? How can you stop? Does it make sense to be crying at this moment? Are you becoming an angry, sad person? I often question myself about […]
Not feeling particularly poetic of late. Then this morning I had a moment. My cousin posted the words “Budapest Memorandum.” I thought, gosh, I don’t get such sing-song memos at […]