Opportunities for Stillness

Months of healing ahead seemed a prison, a sentence of no action, and me tracking the sun across the day a way to move time. At the bank, a retired black man, warm, inviting eyes, who’d been in my shoes, said, “Healing is an opportunity for stillness.” Which knocked me down. His big, wide smile […]

Hubris

I never want to know the many things they did when they flayed open my chest, my arm, cracked my sternum and stopped my heart. Blissful ignorance is what I needed, and some drugs, buckets of them. I was reminded too much of salmon, gutted torsos, lungs, heart, parts. But that’s how they do, these magicians, these […]

The Historical Heart

Remembering everything, the heart, at last, breaks. At first, in the undulating folds as my fetus came together the cleft separated, a misaligned heart began, beating days upon days. It remembered the fall, and mother carrying me to hospital, the salt-air summers in Balboa – running full ‘round the boardwalk. The heart worked hard during […]

Selma and the Case Against the Oscars

I’m a 53 year old white guy living in one of the most diverse zip codes in the country. 98118. I love this zip code. I love the people in it. I love that, for the most part, we live harmoniously among each other despite our differences, despite our country’s lack of tolerance for diversity […]

Today is World AIDS Day: “The Democracy of Water”

December 1. It’s an interesting day to remember and/or try to stop the spread of HIV/AIDS. It’s a time for celebrating the holidays, finishing up the year, planning ahead. But it is a good time for reflection and, I suppose, any day is a good time for that. In point of fact, we cannot eradicate […]

2 AM Albums

As a writer, there is nothing more motivational for me than music. Over the years, I’ve used all kinds of music to set the scene, draw emotion and keep the mind engaged for long stretches in front of the computer. Nothing compels me more than the right music for writing. Since I’m a lousy sleeper […]