The Parable of the Match

I could tell you – in painstaking detail, I could tell you – about the moment of ignition, the sounds and smells and burst of nothing into dancing flame as the match transformed from potential energy to kinetic. I could explain to you the way the match slid across the...

Speaking to Discomfort

Last Wednesday morning, I had an email in my inbox that was exactly what I needed. Tuesday, I had woken the reports of the leaked SCOTUS document about overturning Roe v. Wade. While it wasn’t exactly a surprise, it was still shocking and disheartening and deeply...

Liferafts and Sturdy Piers

Many years ago – another lifetime it sometimes seems – a friendship of more than a decade ended. Truthfully, it had been fading for some time by then. Still, it wasn’t me who pulled the plug when my friend took up with a married man. It was she who, underwhelmed with...

We’ll need this table by 7

My older siblings and I have a favorite memory of our paternal grandmother. Toward the end of her life, we all lived two hours from our grandmother’s mountaintop home. In our individual turns, we’d drive up and right at about an hour after arriving, our grandmother...

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