I heard the woman yelling before I saw her. I looked up from where I sat in my parked car to see an elderly woman, her shoulders rounded, dressed in a long yellow skirt and white cardigan standing on the sidewalk in front of me. She wore a wide-brimmed straw hat, the kind women wear while working in their gardens or sitting on benches by … Continue reading The Cost of Compassion
A young woman sat at the end of long wooden community table in the café, which was empty except for her. Sunlight poured through the large window behind her, spilling over the thick text book splayed open in front of her. From where I sat, I could see the pages divided with the hieroglyphics of math equations on the top and big expanses of blank … Continue reading Are You Alright?
Only in Vermont would there be something known as the Valentine Phantom. Vermont is a state positively doused in good vibes—recycling and composting before it was trendy; supporting its flotillas of Co-ops; housing the factory headquarters of the other happiest place on earth: Ben & Jerry’s ice cream. And in 2018 crops of those “good vibes” became officially legal, so really, aside from winter lasting … Continue reading Love Comes to Town
For a long time now I’ve been catching hearts out in the wild. They show up everywhere—in patterns of leaves, in the formation of clouds in the sky, as graffiti on the sides of underpasses. It’s a lot like that Sixth Sense kid, “I see hearts, they’re everywhere!” and sometimes I do whisper in that same creepy little kid voice just for fun. I’ve decided … Continue reading Hearts and Seeds
There’s an episode of Friends where Rachel convinces Phoebe to get a tattoo with her. go Rachel has a small heart inked on her hip. Phoebe chickens out. The blue speck of ink on her shoulder is as far as she got before bolting. Rachel is pissed; they had a pact. “They use needles!” she whines to Rachel. “Did you know they use needles?” “No. … Continue reading The Universe is Phoebe’s Tattoo