Arrival In Madrid
UNITED STATES—Finally, just after nine in the hot clear morning, the bus curled around the overpass to the housing development 50 kilometers north of...
A Poetic Journey
UNITED STATES—Since being on the airplane to Madrid, I'd reencountered poetry. I grabbed a few scraps from the shelf above my desk because we...
More Spanish Pages
UNITED STATES—After lunch, the jetlag, wine, swordfish and potato salad suddenly caught up with me. I was nodding off and falling over onto our...
Spanish Pages
UNITED STATES—It was Summer Solstice when I arrived and enjoyed the first fruits of accidental tourism. I had been prepared to take my Euros...
Welcome Party
UNITED STATES—I tried to prepare myself in the plane for the time change in order to hit the ground walking, if not running. I...
Joy: An Anecdote Of Doggy Destiny
UNITED STATES—This is a story about dogs.
I was walking my two dogs on a Saturday evening in Hollywood. I was on my way to...
Bedside (23)
UNITED STATES—It is a new scene. There is darkness, closed shades. A huge Victorian bed against the wall, and all around there is stuff,...
Bedside (22)
UNITED STATES—"The silence filtered through charcoal silence. I want to let it all out..."
"Well this forced the issue, something like the fall had to...
Bedside (21)
UNITED STATES—"You know I figure I owe mom about twenty thousand dollars over twelve years."
"You carry that around?" Karen says.
"I do," says Davy. "Somebody...
Bedside (20)
UNITED STATES—"Oh, look! She signed the check!" Davy says.
"There's hope," Karen says. Hope that she gets on the anti-anxiety meds and it dissolves her...