christmas in america or what i do not miss about it – poem
She is drained. A shadow self. Empty headed, or perhaps too full. A distraction of jingles catches her unawares. Discordant bells and pleas for generosity. Unheeded. Louder still and always clarion calls for more, more, more. Needs be done. Reservoirs depleted. She gives in to the frenzy. And, finally, she consumes the fruitcake of her […]
MorePromises and their demise – poem
Broken promises wander nighttime corridors, a pantheon of ghosts dropped from your lips. And in the light of day, galavanting across tenderness, technicolor in certainty, no loyalty is wasted on their creator. Harmless, you say. Those abandoned children incubated with the best of intentions, aborted with time and overcrowding. Frosted hackles, calling attention to a […]
MoreOdyssey In Paris or How Time Matters
Life as an expat in France is far more The Odyssey than Game of Thrones or An American in Paris. Rarely is it a linear journey or smooth sailing. There are lots of boring parts, particularly in these odd times of covid. But the most basic activities can trigger surprises observations. The details matter. And […]
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