Lost in Arles
Meanderings through all that makes life in a small town in Provence worth while...
Tuesday, March 31, 2020
Dance me to the end of Love
Hello...I have the tiniest smile curving up my lips as I type. Call it a baby Mona Lisa. Because I finally figured someth...
Saturday, October 12, 2019
Twenty past midnight and 45 minutes late
I didn't want to see it. That things between us were slipping down; that we were beginning to argue more frequently, although n...
Thursday, July 25, 2019
Sacré Train Bleu
"Look up," he said. I did and found myself staring at the glass and iron beams of the Gare de Lyon's emblematic roof. &...
Friday, June 21, 2019
I smiled at her right before she stole my phone. Her, the pick-pocket. Dyed blond and young. "She would be prettier,...
Saturday, March 30, 2019
The Eternal City
"I have a proposal for you..." "...Ok...?" "What would you think about...for your vacation time...
Sunday, November 18, 2018
It is hard coming back to this space. And I never thought that would be the case. But sometimes it is important for us to give each ot...
Wednesday, August 8, 2018
A lighter fire
How do we do it? When we try to love again, to let them know what matters to us without constantly second guessing how we go forward f...
Friday, July 27, 2018
I was the one who suggested that we go swimming. Because it was just too hot. Even for Provence. Hastily, I had balled up a swimsuit ...
Saturday, July 7, 2018
We all feel the need to be attached to something, to keep us from floating, boundless as if on the surface of the moon. But to what...
Saturday, June 9, 2018
A spring song, a quiet song
There has been a lot of rain this spring. It has been an unusual time and the storms have often been violent. I rarely see them comin...
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