we said goodbye to our sweet boone on one of the hottest days of the summer so far. the car read 93 and we drove to the vet's office with the ac blasting and all four windows down. in the backseat, kb stroked boone's velveteen ears and he laid with his head on her lap, … Continue reading eulogy & love letter for boone

After 10 pm the house quiets down. My father lays in his bed, sometimes twitching, sometimes sleeping, sometimes both. The anti-bed sore air mattress huffs and puffs beneath him. Its symphony is punctuated by the sound of my mother’s phone. She is playing Candy Crush, or Wordscapes, or Online Poker on one of her three … Continue reading the sound and the fury

2018 has been hard. historically, the lenten season is not my best time of year. perhaps this is a holdover from catholicism-- for years fasting hid the ways i punished myself for my excess, most readily understood, though not exclusively, through my fatness. but winter is its own kind of denial: short days punctuated by … Continue reading love letter for my dad’s 74th year