where are those angels when you need them? at ladies rock camp.
I’ve been raising up my hands—drive another nail inJust what God needsone more victim.~Tori Amos, “Crucify”Many of us have this thing I call the Suck Voice. It doesn’t deserve capital…
monsters
When my neighborhood listserv is good, it's very, very good. If you forget that your community yard sale is coming up, someone reminds you. Neighbors welcome each other and new…
stains
When the body, which is still breathing but is destined to be a body soon, lies there like a pile of clothes until he is gently turned over, when the…
fact: everything dies, baby
for SheriGranny died yesterday. So did Natasha Richardson.Whenever someone famous dies, I am torn between sadness for them and their families (and even a little bit of a pang of…
expecto patronum
Thanks to The Hero Factory, where you make a superhero in your own (albeit way-skinnier) image, I’ve put a positive spin on my limp. In the last step, after you…
Fat Tuesday
I don’t deserve my body / it may not be perfect but it works for me / and I can walk and I can see the sky—Lori McKenna, “The Deserving…
lists: another list (also a thank-you card)
I love lists—whether they’re in literature or song or even tacked to someone’s fridge. They tell us about other people while they remind us about ourselves. I once wrote a…
feeding the goddess
I’ve known Christine for nearly a quarter century, and she’s always been extraordinary. You could tell by looking at her that she didn’t merely walk on the wild side; she…
scar tissue
The other morning, I called my mother to tell her something. Her voice sounded shaky, like she was about to cry. “What’s the matter?”“I’m having a meltdown today,” she said,…
not myself
“This is not me,” I tell my husband. I have been crying, loudly, with choking and spasms and caught breath, for an hour, since he came home to tell me…