When the Year is New No More

There was a stretch of time when I spent every New Year at a Zen Buddhist temple in central France. The annual winter retreat was cradled in what the Germans call “the days between the …
Read More →There was a stretch of time when I spent every New Year at a Zen Buddhist temple in central France. The annual winter retreat was cradled in what the Germans call “the days between the …
Read More →Just a few days after the suicides of Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain were reported in the media last month, I got an email from an old friend. She’d been going through some boxes and …
Read More →When I was a senior in college, my professors nominated me for a Rhodes Scholarship. I was skeptical, to say the least. I was nothing like the Harvard or Yale students who typically win the …
Read More →Too many teardrops
For one heart to be crying
Too many teardrops
For one heart to carry on…
— Question Mark & the Mysterians, “96 Tears”
I was once in a relationship with a guy who had the misfortune of …
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