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Our cat is enigmatic, inscrutable [...]
Sitting in the chair at [...]
Toward the end of this [...]
I almost walked
right by [...]
Over 500,000 homes destroyed [...]
For Cecile and all my [...]
When I was a girl [...]
The gymnast--every move
and muscle [...]
When The Thing You Didn't [...]
for Larry
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Last night I went [...]
I have just crawled out [...]
After four years of [...]
In the water, the swan...with [...]
You can't put a cat. [...]
I just noticed!
I am [...]
California, Lake Oroville, 2014
I remember [...]
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Just for a second,
almost [...]
To All My Brave Readers: From [...]
Long ago,
down in the [...]
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As far back as I [...]
I fill a color-swirled,
artist-made [...]
Holy guacamole, it finally happened [...]
A low-level job,
a mindless [...]
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I am interested in the strange beauty of brokenness, in transforming possibility in difficult times, in how we heal even when we can’t get better, in the alchemy of surrender, in the interplay of light and shadow, in the bounty of everyday wonders, in the gift of laughter…and writing about it, all and everything.