eulogy for the living

Sometimes you encounter something that will not be pinned in. You cannot contain this or rationalize it or know in advance where it's going. This event does not have to be the most significant of your life on any other terms. But it will knock you flat. it's called grief. Grief for a chapter of…

after the memorial service

One night as peaceful as this, right after she'd moved back home eight years before, she sat in her aunt's car outside the home in which she was renting one room. She asked her aunt how she was doing. Her life in that moment was desolate - heartbroken, unemployed. But the look on her aunt's…

three princesses and the ice queen

Driving north to see my grandpa two weeks ago, on what happened to be his final day, I asked myself why I was leaving work on a Monday morning to do this. Yes, that is how meager my relationship with my grandfather was - work did seem as important, if not more, than seeing him…

the fire pit

They sat in the sagging bellies of nylon folding lawn chairs. The sky behind them was blue-meets-black and before them the fire crackled orange and gold. Slumped, exhausted, hoodies from the garage over ruffles and thin tops, they gazed into those shifting flames. Two sisters, now in the years where fifty meets sixty, and two…

The sandwich

John made a sandwich. He sliced open the rough baguette, spread a thick layer of mayo, just a touch of mustard on top. He piled meat, thin meat slices. High as they would go. And then he carefully placed cheese, just a triangle at a time. The lettuce was a cascade. Collecting, he cut in…

love, sex and other comestibles

He sat down at his favorite Italian place and ordered his favorite pasta and a beer. College basketball played silently from a discreet TV in the corner. A couple nearby were in a huddle over a plate of bruschetta. His buddy Sean, whom he'd known since high school, was behind the bar. Just a nice,…