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WAKING MEMORIES AND DREAM RESIDUE

Mercury is in retrograde, which is the only explanation I can find for this funky mental state. I keep having moments of chill clarity, somewhere between deja vu and memory. It happens unexpectedly, like a rainbow when there’s barely been a drizzle. Or maybe it’s more like those days when the air is impossibly clear […]

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TRAVEL, UNREQUITED LOVE & ALL INCLUSIVE VACATIONS

“Travel or vacation?” he asks. I stall, knowing I can’t possibly get the answer right. What am I being tested for? The act of choosing defines you. Like a signature drink or favorite song. Something cool and organic for the travelers. Vacation pop for the common folk, a secret shame and guilty pleasure. “I have […]

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PRESENT SUMMER

This year has come and gone in one giant overnight growth spurt. I’m still rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, looking for a smaller child. You know that dream about missing an assignment? That is how I feel about this year. I’ve lost it. I’m a grown woman, but I still divide my years […]

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ONE PERFECT DAY IN NYC WITH FOX

It was an absurd trip to agree to. One day in Manhattan is not close to enough. But one day is better than none. So for the same reasons we went to Rome and Paris for one day, we went to New York. My son, Fox, is 9.  A perfect age for the city. Manhattan […]

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WATERLOGUE FOR WANNABE ARTISTS (LIKE ME)

  We all have gifts. I am a writer, it happens effortlessly. I have thick hair. Cats like me. Occasionally I can read minds. These are my gifts (though to be honest, the mind reading one is not always a treat). We don’t get to choose our gifts. If I had to choose my own […]

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STEPPING OUTSIDE MYSELF IN ARROYO TRABUCO

  I lived in my house for ten years before discovering the other world that is not half a mile from my front door. Ten years! How does that happen? How did I not know? Just a few hundred yards from my own front door is the trailhead that dips into an arroyo full of ancient […]

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