The March from Hell

March has been…chaos. 2020 was hell. 2021 was heller. 2022 said, “Hold my beer!” in the worst way possible, especially last month. For those following along on social media, you know that Riley’s heart meds are killing his kidneys. Nothing Read More…

Day 171

Welcome to Day 171 of quarantine…at least for me and my partner. That’s 5 ½ months of isolation as we haven’t left our house expect to drive the car and recharge its battery every few weeks. Not even to grocery Read More…

The State of the Union

Look at those last lines in this poem by Nikki Giovanni. I don’t think / I’m allowed / to kill something / because I am / frightened.”  Powerful. I’ve started, stopped, erased, rewritten, and pondered on this post many times Read More…