Category Archives: Reprint

For a Better Society, Teach Philosophy in High Schools

The past year gives one the suspicion that American society is dysfunctional. Our Congress is useless, our institutions inept. Faced with the terror of existence, young men react with violence. Faced with manageable problems such as reforming health care, our … Continue reading

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Homeless Gary Busey

Ian Davis was an orderly man. His closets; length and style-organized on color-coded hangers with pleasing symmetry. His refrigerator; logically structured by height and food type, anything with pending expiration dates moved weekly to the front. He scrubbed his kitchen … Continue reading

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Still with Me

I coveted that chicken. The tiniest animal in the plastic barnyard full of cows, pigs, sheep, and the more flamboyant rooster. The hen looked little even in my six-year-old palm that I closed tight around her. I took her home. … Continue reading

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Picasso Woman

Pink cap over shadow’s scalp, skin papered, pale, transparent. A child watches, color flowering from this forever bed as we teach the ways to say goodbye. Driving through the night, I listened to your memory for an uncoordinated time as … Continue reading

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Bleeding Out

About a year after Elizabeth’s book was released, Doug invited me to his parents’ farm. I hadn’t been there since we were kids. We stayed the night and spent much of the morning around the breakfast table. As we were finishing … Continue reading

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Holiday

Leaving that morning for vacation, Liz left the keys to her house with Nicole. Her fish needed feeding. In closets, cabinets, and drawers, Nicole’s hands moved slowly, deliberately, with impunity. She found pictures, read letters. Each day she tried on … Continue reading

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Grayscale

A month after Mom passed, I went back to the house to pack up. In the corner of her closet, buried under a pile of shoes, was a box within a box. Inside were dozens of aged, black-and-white photos of … Continue reading

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