I was informed on Saturday that the exhibition at the Saphalayam Complex & Mall would continue on Sunday and, if I wished, I could be part of it. Fortunately, I was able to hire an auto rickshaw. The…
The ocean grabbing the shore, offering trinkets,
flattens his belly to convince her of his quietude.
He is simply a moon puppet, pulsing
in his eagerness to soften her craggy edges.
He forgets how she already hugs him
with the heft of her bosom; so he pulls her out bit by bit,
grain by grain, blending her into him.
I understand why they play with each other the way they do —
the allure of depth, all boundaries begging to be crossed,
but as a Midwesterner, the ceaseless game drives me mad,
and I find myself yearning for the safe shadows of shag-bark hickories.
The sky is too low here;
we are too exposed, my fragile family and I.
Time melts over us like an ice cream scoop.
I recently had a conversation with my childhood friend who got married a few years back about something he has been frustrated with for a long time. He told me that he needed council on how to exert…
When my daughter Courtney was a senior in high school her good friend Kenza was hit by car while crossing the street. At 17 Kenza became a quadriplegic. All five of my kids went to public school in…
That has turned in to my mantra in almost every session with my individual psychotherapy clients. Every single person who sits in my chair eventually comes to a point in our sessions when they say…