Our day nearly always begins with a walk on the shore.
How do you stop the hurt of having to breathe? —Toi Derricotte from The Telly Poems "His father would say, 'You are not good for your own sake. That probably isn’t even possible. You are good as a courtesy to everyone around you. Keeping a promise or breaking it, telling the truth or lying—these things [...]
When I was in high school, we told a joke: This life is a test. It is only a test. Had this been an actual life you would have been told where to go and what to do. We can choose what we do with ourselves and we can choose to seek meaning. But we [...]
The brown pelicans are here. We found a shed flight feather on the sand. We think we found weasel tracks in the sand. Not dog or cat or rat or raccoon. Little weasel tracks. By the time I got them with a camera, the sun was up and the tracks had begun to fall in. [...]