Under a Pile of Life

Under a Pile of Life

It’s been like waking up from a dream Or stepping out of a fog How did I get here   How could this much time have possibly passed Wasn’t it just yesterday I was planning my life Imagining all the things I would do   I thought twenty years was a lifetime away...
Reflections

Reflections

I tip the box and the pieces pour out. Colors and patterns emerge as I flip each one face up and lay it back on the table. The maker of the puzzle hasn’t included a picture of what the end result will look like. All I can do is start. Attempting to make sense of a...
The IMAX Crevasse

The IMAX Crevasse

“I see why they call this place ‘Room with a View,’” I said to my longtime friend, Jay, as he maneuvered our snowmobile around some of the others in the group. He brought it to a stop and we climbed off to have a better look around. We were partway up Mount Erebus,...
Look Up

Look Up

The house is quiet. Windows dark. Standing at the kitchen counter she stirs her morning coffee and looks down at her phone. Mindlessly, she chooses the familiar blue icon. Faces smiling. Animals lounging. A thumbs up and a heart. A twinge of despair as an old friend...
The Dividing Line

The Dividing Line

“Is that a tornado?” I asked, half to myself and half to my mom on the other end of the phone. “What?” she replied. Just ten minutes prior she had asked how the weather was. “It’s hot and sticky,” I said, as my foot put light but steady pressure on the brake. “Kind of...