May 4, 2020MamaIt’s the third day of May. The purple irises I dug up from your yard are blooming their heads off, as you’d always say. The grass is...
Apr 27, 2020Why Do You Write?I’ll never forget the question. I paused, looked up at the woman, and said something like this: “It helps me wrap my mind around whatever...
Apr 20, 2020Dialog About My Way of Coping“You have a book beside every chair in the house,” he said. I looked at him. “Yes, that’s how I’m getting through the pandemic.” He...