A Little Chit-Chat
You catch the moon by degrees. One evening it’s almost full, the next a beaming gray silver elfin ball, and then that slow decline to darkness, with the sliver…
You catch the moon by degrees. One evening it’s almost full, the next a beaming gray silver elfin ball, and then that slow decline to darkness, with the sliver…
Let me begin with an attempt at a thought experiment. I try to remember the pain the rear passenger door of my father’s green 1949 Mercury sedan inflicted upon me…
The real world is simply too terrible to admit. It tells man that he is a small trembling animal who will someday decay and die. Culture changes all of this,…
Originally published at Medium on August 30, 2018. On February 13, 2015, I stepped out from behind my online moniker in a post at Daily Kos (republished at Caucus99). Besides…
Clara sat in an aisle seat at the performance hall of the Hochstein School of Music and Dance, smiling at us, holding her sheet music, because she would lead off…
(An earlier version of this post was published at Daily Kos on March 29, 2015) How often have I heard or seen this phrase, “I want my country back,” used…
The Story of How I Became Tara Birch For over sixteen years, I’ve used the pseudonym Tara Birch when I posted my poetry and fiction online. I often stated Tara…