Our perceptions of people and things are shaped by our prior experiences, our interests, and how carefully we process information. These...

Do you remember when pigs could fly? When you wondered where the moon went when it disappeared. Looked for shapes in clouds....

Regret, sadness, embarrassment mixed with astonishment, joy, euphoria mixed with disappointment, jealousy, anger and a slew of nuanced...

Photo by Kulbir So, this is it. Alone and starting over again. There is a teenage flitting of excitement in the pit of the stomach and...

The trees outside the bedroom window are bare, as is the wisteria and the grapevine. I won’t be here to see the eruption of buds and...

What a read! A confession of sorts within an answer to a question…”What were you to my father?” A declaration of having existed on this...

Breakfast in the forest We awaken to the trumpet like blare of peacocks (an alternative to the more clichéd rooster), the rustling of...

THE LETTER “C” Cross legged and cozy in a corner of my closet, I compose and choreograph compelling encounters for the charming, cool and...

THE LETTER “M” Mortadella and Swiss cheese sandwiches distinguisehd that memorable summer of 1989 from all others. It was a time of manic...

History and Family Saga If you want to get a good smattering of New York’s history under your belt without having to endure a dry read,...

THE LETTER “T” Thin as a twig and touchingly pale; the timeless trademarks that elicit tenderness. Tirelessly she tried to come towards...