Tea Time

Is it just me, or does it feel kind of apocalyptic around here? What feels to you like a harbinger of the end? Politics? Virus? Environment? Buffoons? Markets? What are you doing about this crazy world? What are you doing about it? Here’s a suggestion. Make a...

The Second Arrow

When I dream I can fly, I awake buoyant, fresh from swimming in the air. Waking from nightmares is gruesome. My nightmares are either chase scenarios, where I am hunted, or failure scenarios, where I am ill-prepared, incompetent, or unethical. From those nightmares, I...

We Are All Liars Today (A Poem)

We Are All Liars Today You asked me if I’m telling the truth. We only just met. Why would I lie to you? I lie to my beloved, Lest she see me as weak. I lie to my children, Lest they see me as unwise. I lie to my friends, Lest they see me as uncaring. I lie to my...