The holidays used to be about Ritual. / Thanksgiving was  A grandiose table and Golden decorations and Pumpkin pie candles; Christmas was The thick smell of a warming fireplace and A friendly Christmas tree and Bing Crosby singing over the stereo. But holidays are different this year. / Mom shaved her head last night. TheContinue reading “Ritual”


She runs her hands through her hair— The thick mass shakes in terror,  Releases great thick drops of water— It’s a ceremonial washing, A processional release. In just a day’s time Her hair will be gone, Sacrificed to the lust of cancer. The trees outside are still strong, Donning their glistening diadems of Passionate oranges,Continue reading “ceremony”

c word

I was standing in the kitchen when my dad gave me the news it was slow motion his words went into my ears to my brain my brain chewed on the information spat out things i’d seen in movies, read in books except in those i was always the viewer it seemed like i wereContinue reading “c word”