Mind the Gap

A Starting Over at Sixty Blog I haven’t written about my life changes in a long time. One word: Avoidance. It’s easier to reflect— an activity eased by time— than to react. Reflection holds wisdom. Reaction is raw. Unreasonable. Emotional. It can be stupid. Too much. Overwhelming. I have spent most of my adult lifeContinueContinue reading “Mind the Gap”

Begin, Again

Starting over at 60: story 1 “Change,” the wind says lifting the browning leaves from the limbs. “Change,” the wild turkeys peck through the underbrush, unplugging slugs from soil slots. “Change,” the does stamp at the dogs yowling at the gate. “Change,” the squirrels natter with cheeks pouched with nuts. All around me, change. It’sContinueContinue reading “Begin, Again”

Butterfly

Into the wilderness: Story 50 Imagine the life of a butterfly. First, the egg clinging to the underside of a leaf, miniscule yet tough. Its chorionic shell hides a waxy center with enough joules to form life. Inside, a yolk both produces its new self and serves itself as food for the larva to consumeContinueContinue reading “Butterfly”

Strings, Part 2

Into the wilderness: Story 45 Here’s another string I didn’t pull. It’s a handsome young man, military, muscled, groomed. He sat next to me in Middle English Language and Literature. He broadcasted unfiltered masculinity; he also was an English major. We became friends, often sitting on the grass of the University’s central grounds in frontContinueContinue reading “Strings, Part 2”