Archive For The “Here I Am” Category
She’s on the sixth floor and I am visiting every day, forced to park by the homeless camp on the edge of the lot and limp across the hot pavement past numerous empty spots reserved for the disabled. Flowers wilted before I could get to her private room.
“Please, God,” Barker Ajax prayed aloud on yet another grey, rainy winter day in Roselandia’s top cafe, “let this be your sign, the sign, dear Lord, of your forgiveness. I ordain this under your grace, Heavenly Father. Just let me have the money this once. Thank you, God. Just do this one thing for me, your Immenseness. I will be worthy of your support. Honest. You can trust me. After all, I’m a writer, which is no different than a member of the clergy, if you think about it.”
My fitness plan is not to fall. Almost two years since I last bent my left knee. Now, everything I do is rehab. Making the king-size bed is a good stretch. Wash the dishes by hand, sooth some arthritis. The big vacuum more than I can safely handle, so I use a broom. More stretching. Tell myself it’s just tai-chi. With chores instead of baby goats.
At the lesbian birthday party there’s a eight-person hot tub, numerous earth mothers and white witches, plus much understanding. No other men.
Face suggested Reed College, probably Twentieth Century American literature. Maybe Art History.
The rest of her looked like Jessica Rabbit, if the beautiful bunny had been brunette and less animated.
I am a lot more like a fish than you might imagine. Slippery and scaly, just for starters.
But…peel that onion back until you get to the stinky part… Should you really be fifty-years-old when you finally smell it.
I cannot overemphasize the ameliorative impact of a new doctor actually listening to me. Like a effective placebo.
The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall. – Nelson Mandela 2015, I wrote You can’t fall if you don’t climb. But there’s no real joy in living your whole life stuck to the ground. Try flying. 2025, older now. I could more easily fly today than…
Those who have long enjoyed such privileges as we enjoy forget in time that men have died to win them. -Franklin D. Roosevelt Looking back on my military career, which lasted approximately three years, eleven months, twenty-three days, eighteen hours and thirty-two minutes, there’s a certain pride. Just for having served, mostly. I didn’t do…