Photo by Clara The day he died, we started to live. We were lucky that way – being alive. Many don’t make it. On his last day I was under...

The forest, when bare, reveals all. A few days ago, we discovered, leaning over the parapet of our terrace, that there is a log cabin,...

Photo by Kei Scampa They literally collided, one day, in the hallway at work. One was turning a corner, rather sharply, arms loaded with...

Footsteps echo on the ancient ciotolo as you wind your way through her alleys; a mouse in a maze. During high season as you approach her...

Photo by Jill Wellington Today is my sister’s birthday. It is a milestone birthday and she is handling it as we all do…with some...

Photo by Kayley Dlugos The sun feels warm on my back. It is once again Spring. Sitting on the rug, in a pool of sunlight, I am saying my...

Photo by Pixabay When would this galling behavior of hers end? After all, she was an independent grown woman now. And yet, one phone call...

CHARLIE From infinitesimal movements you understand With gargantuan enthusiasm you respond warm soft little blanket fiercely brave caped...

I just finished reading, almost in one breath, The Rules of Civility by Amor Towles. Interesting to the book, after the formidable...

They walked home from the party, arms linked. The next morning, the tiny flat they shared would reek of that funky “the day after smell”...