I may be late to the FOMO narrative – you know, Fear Of Missing Out. In truth, it’s taken me years to sort out what this means. There are things one would expect: attending a favorite rock concert, tasting the perfect pulled pork sandwich, climbing … Continue reading In This Skin
Art House America gave a home to my essay about tanning hides and divorce.
During the Eucharist, my thoughts wandered to 9/11, the widows and widowers, the families, lovers, and friends, and what this liturgical season may mean for them. I realized that my closest friends are a hodgepodge of atheists and agnostics. Our friendship has never hinged on my … Continue reading Easter Rap
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