An Open Letter to My Depressed Self:

As part of cognitive behavioral therapy you are often sent to fill out tables, first to identify your irrational, exaggeratedly negative thoughts, and then to respond with rational, more accurate ones. ┬áBecause I often feel attacked by my negative thinking about myself, it can feel daunting to respond to each ridiculous thought as it arises.... Continue Reading →


I know what it is to subsist under the weight of darkness. I know about the exponential effort to drag yourself through the day, limb by leaded limb. I know about that magnetic force that paralyzes you, into the chair in front of your computer screen: a planned paramnesia, as your only antidote for this... Continue Reading →


Speeding down the coast, I was gritting my teeth, Deepened by the hollowness of worry. With a swoosh my car veered right, And with it, the flopping alarm, of a flat tire. I pulled into a dirt parking lot, beside the sea, called and waited to be rescued. The sun was just drooping below the... Continue Reading →


I am taken by awe, as you fill my emptiness, with warmth. Your love radiates, against my back, easing the tension, in my veins, and my brain. I melt in your embrace: in this safe heaven, I call home.

Race, Power and the Flu

I have been battling the flu and with it I have had time to confront my own feelings of inadequacy in terms of the appalling violence that has been occurring in the US. My tendency when sick, to my stomach or heart, is to retreat into paralysis, and besides a few Facebook posts, spend my... Continue Reading →

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