You don’t finish things. You leave them. A conversation. A task. A thought. There is always more—more to say, more … More
Category: haiku
The Ocean Above the Clouds
I enjoy living in Charlottesville—the mountains, the people, the wineries. But sometimes I remember something I miss from living in … More
The Bag of Masks
I started imagining one of those cake-decorating bags filled with icing. The kind with a small metal tip at the … More
Life With Cream & Two Sugars
I began with an image of a box. The box represented the background of emptiness. In one side of the … More
When the Voice in My Head Disappears
Most of the time my experience is flattened. Body sensations, mental narration, emotional tone, memory, anticipation — all blended into … More
From Futurizing to Nowing
I was sitting. At first, I’m not sure what came first —the tension in the bodyor the contraction in thinking. … More
Riding Mind Beams
Sometimes it feels like a dream. I notice mind, and instantly I ride the beam of it.What I see becomes … More
Deja Viewing
I’m on the merry-go-round with my grandchild, moving in a smooth, predictable circle. Relative to him, nothing is changing. We … More
The Hatch Opens
Imagine being underwater in complete darkness.Not murky water—no light at all.No sense of up or down.Just pressure, motion, and effort. … More
The Sweet Point of Release
I keep thinking about a spacecraft using a planet as a slingshot. If the angle is right, gravity pulls it … More

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