Cambridge, January 2006
Cold wind blusters, fallen leaves swirl and dance along sidewalks.
Stubborn New Englanders walk swiftly, heads ducked
into the cold wind,
The town is rampant with refusal
to pull out the heavy coat, and
to admit the arrival of winter.
Sharp wails of a car alarm pierce the . . .
A true story...
Setting: Night, approximately 3:48 am, Lisa’s bedroom.
I'm all cozy in bed under my down comforter, dreaming peacefully of warmer climes where the world isn't buried beneath two feet of snow. Then, suddenly, I am startled awake by a loud, piercing "PING" sound. My eyes shoot open and I experience that acute . . .
St. Louis, June 2002
“Honey, what is with all these other religions? Buddhist lamas, Baptist services….Are you shopping around for a new religion? We are Jewish!” My grandmother is worried. Although my studies of Buddhism last semester unsettled her, the church service put her over the edge. I reassured her as best as I could that I was, and always would be, a . . .