Sojourn

More seen, more said, more heard, more thought, their bags packed ever heavier by travel as they go, the making … More

The Way We Walk

Once, walking through the forest where the Bayan Tree Plaza stands today,I stepped on a branch with a thorn so … More

We slouch around the conference table like sagging pillars of Stonehenge, all of us engrossed as vegans in the prospect … More

Happy Earth Day to you, Earth. Our apologies for everything we’ve done to you. We wish we could go back … More

Contemplate the snail, any kind of snail.More than 40,000 snail species slowly roam the earth,all peacefully paced, wending their way … More

It’s been harder for me to step across that line.You’ve been waiting there for me for such a long time.If … More

The moon wasn’t in the second house, nor did Jupiter and Mars align. The planets weren’t guided by peace, and … More

My dad had a store of useful phrases for any occasion.Most memorable for me was, “I need X like I … More

Welcome, students, before we get started,I’d like to get to know a little about you.There’s an index card on your … More

I am standing in line for coffee. Even though the social distance floor dots have disappeared, everyone stands a decent … More

The first time I read Mrs. Dalloway I was quite young, 21 maybe. And I was struck by her age, 51, and … More

Albert could hear him stop on the other side of the door. He sounded like an asthmatic, as if the exertion … More

“Put ‘er there, pal,” he says, sounding as though he’s stepped out of an O. Henry story. I put my … More

“Sir? Excuse me?” Ronald Ito turns around, sees it’s an older security guard. Close cropped silver hair, the kind of … More

“It’s right there,” he said, pointing to the small break in the tree line, hard to tell from this far … More

That is some face framed by snaking black hair right behind the glass highly visible precisely to be so seen … More

It’s coming again, like some slouching beast. I see all the drooling signs in the stores, the ones that make … More

It’s another spring coming that I won’t be back in Madison,go there to write, my personal writing workshop, a retreat,where … More

He wasn’t a mean man. The lack of emotion that everyone saw in him, was just that. He no longer … More

He’d never been big on lines, but this one he didn’t mind. It snaked back and forth between the stanchions … More