self check in

I know you have been good today, but have you been kind? Did you smile at strangers even though they couldn’t see your lips tip up at the corners from behind your mask? Did you tell a puppy that they are a very good doggo? Did you walk around a leaf that could have been […]

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glide & strike

The month of November happened in a flash of a feather. These thirty days always soar by like a bird in flight, in want of nest, but in need of push. Thirty days of flap and wing, and dream of rest. Words, like birds, were meant for the air, and Novembers I think were meant […]

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hush lil freeway

Your eyes are weary, little city, hospital beds so heavy. Shutter. Shutter brief. There is no need for a long sleep. Your smooth freeways will not wrinkle before you awaken. Your tallest palms will not bald before you open again. It will be soon, so soon. Shutter, shutter. Let the ocean fog tap on the […]

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my prime directives

This post is based on one that Steven posted about a week ago, titled the same. As he says in his post, which you should definitely read because it’s funny and thoughtful, we all have rules we follow to get along in society, but we generally have rules that we use to just… get along […]

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lilliputian logs

When I can’t quite build a thought out into something solid enough for this blog, I will often post it to Instagram with the tag #LilliputianLog. The last weeks have seen a few of those posts so I thought I’d share them and the content here for those who aren’t on the other platform. _______________________________________ […]

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5 november joys

1 Mobility. Today I cooked and hosted a Thanksgiving meal, which would have been impossible on many different levels anytime over the last couple years. Mobility is so easy to take for granted, so I didn’t. Every time I bent down and grabbed a vinegar or oil from where I keep them in a cabinet […]

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feast

Nearly everything in my kitchen is designed for single meals. This is the result of my slow efforts over the last few years. I have a half dozen tablespoon measurements because I use the mostly in lieu of cups, and half cups, and quarter cups. I have measures for one eighth a teaspoon, and one […]

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100 / watching

When I was little, Mamasaur would cry at commercials. Though it didn’t make a lick of sense to me then, now I flood with tears even during the finale of the Great British Bake Off. I wonder who was the original template for this inheritance. My mother or hers? Or a mother before? Did she […]

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journal 11.23

Yellow flowers from Diwali are still bright in their vases and I wonder if I should press them for Thanksgiving, preserve this moment, but who am I to say how they’d like to be remembered? I have things to say about the upcoming holidays, things about prison Thanksgivings and quarantine Diwalis, and what it does […]

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