When I was young, I would wander our backyard, looking for fuzzy black-and-orange catepillars. I would use a twig to catch them and place them in a jar as “pets.” I would put more twigs and leaves in the jar for them, but often, they died (I think). One, however, began to form a chrysalis, […]

An Unlikely Escape

I’ve given a lot of thought in recent months to escapism. What is it, what it means, how it manifests for different people. For me, I rarely drink alcohol and don’t use recreational drugs, but I have my own form of escape, of addiction: caregiving. My mother has suffered from memory loss for many years, […]

“I Am a Weaver”

I am a weaver, Of sounds, of words, of stories. I don’t often share mine, Not directly, But I’ll combine strings of different tales, Realities, To create new ones. It’s more about the lessons to learn Than the realities lived. Reality is relative, After all. There’s so much that’s so vibrant, The colors, tastes, sounds, […]

What a Difference 10 Years Makes

This time 10 years ago, I was in the process of uprooting my life completely and making a move that I never thought possible, a move back to my hometown in Florida. Tampa is a place I long held dear to my heart, but after 12 years in New York City, I had become a […]