A Room Of One’s Own
Every girl needs a crow’s nest – a perch from which to watch the world go by, reflect, and generate new ideas. At my prize beach flat in the Sunset, my crow’s nest was magnificent – a second-story...
View ArticleThe Night Is Long
‘The night is long, but our dream is longer.’ - Haitian proverb I was just telling my best friend today that I want this tattooed on the backs of my shoulders. When people ask me why, I will say...
View ArticleThe Shore of Ireland
A month in Ireland and I would never feel dry, the entire time. It was the wettest summer on record and the water was coming from everywhere – the sky, the ground, the sea, my eyes, my very heart. The...
View ArticlePayback
Dear Breeder Friends, Remember those to-die-for handmade organic booties I brought to your baby shower that cost more than my own shoes? I do. And do you recall how I suffered with a smile through the...
View ArticleAin’t Where You Was
Ain’t Where You Was 5/8/13 “You might not be where you want to be, but you got to be glad you ain’t where you was.” – unknown I’m not yet where I want to be (back in the Sunset, gazing out at the fog...
View ArticleThe Killer In Me
Twelve years and some months ago, I knelt on the concrete steps that bisected my terraced garden and, in one of my very first efforts at gardening, tore weeds out at their roots from cracks in the...
View ArticleSilence Is Power
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about silence, mostly because my drunken-monkey-mind has been in overdrive, to the point where, from the early morning’s first moment of semi-consciousness to bedtime’s...
View ArticleGet Thee To A Nunnery
I’m not a particularly religious person, but there have been times when, sitting the cool, darkened, Frankincense-scented silence of a church, I have instinctively understood why a person might choose...
View ArticleHater Tuesdays: I Did It For My Kids
Want to watch some people go absolutely apeshit and foam at the mouth? Suggest that some children behave inappropriately in public while their useless parents let them, or that thrice-daily Facebook...
View ArticlePrecious Love
Sometimes you stumble onto something so heavy and laden with raw love that it brings you to your knees, tears your heart open, and spills your innards out all over your nice custom coffee table, the...
View ArticleA Lot of People Say A Lot of Things
“A lot of people say a lot of things,” someone once said to me, under particularly harsh fluorescent lighting, in a particularly unpleasant place, when I had professed my loyalty. “That’s okay,” I...
View ArticleThe Package
Those years when I lived one floor above Haight Street, my bed in a bay window over the intersection and a payphone, 2am screaming 3am crying 4am police sirens, housemate and I throwing beer bottles...
View ArticleMidwinter Lights
It’s funny the way you come around to things you rejected long ago and, statistically speaking, probably will again. Years ago, when living on Fell Street with my housemates, we had a battle of epic...
View ArticleMorning Sounds
These are the kind of mornings I live for – hushed, quiet, the soft hiss of rain falling as the crows and gulls and songbirds that thrive in the lush hillsides outside wake and begin their day. The...
View ArticleThis Is The Year
This will be the year. I feel it in my bones, the way I did nine years ago, heading into a year that was a supernova in countless ways. 2013 was all about blowing it up, detonations, demolitions,...
View Article2015 Manifesto: New Year’s Revelation
This is the Year of Yes. This is the year when I say fuck fear. I no longer deal in timidity, fright, paucity, or sitting on the bleachers watching life. I no longer decline the invitations, sit out...
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