Welcome to the Lonely.

Welcome to the Lonely.

One morning last year, I woke from a dream and my head was full of thought; hanging like a wave waiting to crest for some time. The kind of billowy thoughts that are undefined; really more of a feeling. It was heavy and I searched to define it until I remembered the...
Other People’s Husbands.

Other People’s Husbands.

I remember the instance so clearly; I think about it every time I take that same escalator. The escalator is at the airport, so I take it a lot. An acquaintance of mine (who I thought was quite mad at the time) was talking about a mutual male friend, only a couple of...
Into the Wild We Go, We Go.

Into the Wild We Go, We Go.

“…Thus, our humanity became defined by the collection of transactions in which we traded peace, war, love and chaos. We hoped for triumph, we landed in despair. Then we began again.” We are in the wild days. Not the wilderness, or a desert or a...