A rich white man who'd lost all his fortunes woke up on the psych unit where I worked during the recession. He thought taking his life was the answer to losing what he'd learned had been everything; money, status, caviar. In the weeks that followed his new reality, he joined our partial hospital program for…Read more Parable of the Rich Man
Month: May 2019
Thick
When I was listening to the audiobook I knew I’d need the hard copy because these are stories I will read again and again with a pen; as if underlining consecrates ideas, like lighting a candle at church, so the words know I feel them. The first essay I re-read is Girl 6 because “Sure,…Read more Thick
Holy Matcha
“I met him when he was broken.” I said, referring to the day I met my husband in the park after he’d separated his shoulder on a trail. "That’s how we all meet each other.” he said. And then I had my first matcha latte made with peace, love, almond milk and understanding. It was…Read more Holy Matcha
Love Notes
His and Her morning meditations. His is pink. The place was crawling with people who were only thinking about themselves being seen, like a concert, which is ironic. You’ve come to see the band hoping they’ll see what a fan you are, like church. Where’s the music? Why doesn’t it work to just say to…Read more Love Notes
