Taking no prisoners. Including herself.

(It is Valentine’s day. It is also my brother’s birthday, who passed away 3 years ago.) Dear C-

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§1203 · February 14, 2011 · Narrative, Over in Oakland, Unthinkable Loss · 4 comments ·


Two of my friends are getting married tomorrow. I was asked to officiate the wedding. I’ve been blown away at what an honor this has been! Which is why I ask all of you readers to not tell anyone that I just now finished my wedding speech(!) The wedding is in 17 hours. I always […]

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§1153 · August 27, 2010 · Daily1, Love Project · (No comments) ·


Sometimes Sense is Nothing More Than a Fraction of a Dollar Sense Is rarely a thing of any sense More likely, Total Serendipity, Randomness, Just-Because-ness– Just like this poem

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§1145 · August 14, 2010 · Daily1, Poetry, Writing & Language · (No comments) ·


Keep it Up!

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§895 · March 17, 2010 · Over in Oakland, Slinky · (No comments) ·


I knew this February 14 would be spent un-romantically: I don’t have a boyfriend, husband, or even lover. And that darn vow! But Valentine’s Day, especially over the past couple of years, has never been strongly associated with romance, Hallmark, and candy hearts for me; rather, the 14th day of our second month is strongly tied to  loss and […]

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§849 · February 13, 2010 · Celibacy Vow, Over in Oakland · (No comments) ·


Evoking (and invoking) Socrates, all I have to offer for tonight’s post are more questions: Can “crush” (generation 2)  actually mean “learning to love anew”? Are some types of love more dangerous than others? Doesn’t all love carry with it some inherent danger? Is it “dangerous” to be vulnerable? Isn’t love, really, the safest bet of […]

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§848 · February 9, 2010 · Celibacy Vow, Over in Oakland · 2 comments ·


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§835 · February 6, 2010 · Celibacy Vow · (No comments) ·


Wow.

Wow wow wow wow wow wow, wow.

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§830 · February 3, 2010 · Celibacy Vow · (No comments) ·


Ooh. Those great foam rollers everyone loves. The ones you crawl around on to stretch out the muscles. The perfect self-massage. I do a solid 30 minutes before bed. Ah, now I’ll really be able to sleep.

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As yesterday was the Official Last Day of my “vow of celibacy“  [I'm officially re-naming this project after having received much confusion and outrage over its apparent misleading moniker. Name TBD], I have to admit to being a little sad.

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§811 · February 1, 2010 · Celibacy Vow · 1 comment · Tags: , , ,


Wow. This vow is harder than I thought; and easier; and more effective. Oh, the opportunity to self-learn is excruciating. Do you know how liberating it is to go out clubbing in ratty jeans, an over-sized t-shirt, and sneakers bought in Vietnam that now have worn holes on the toes while everyone else is in […]

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§778 · January 15, 2010 · Celibacy Vow, PROJECTS · 1 comment ·


1. My loyalty to ATT (still typing on iPhone… Stupid “U-verse” 2. Coffee at 4pm 3. Attempting to make risotto in under 10 minutes 4. Telling new coworkers I write a blog

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§777 · January 13, 2010 · Celibacy Vow, This Modern Life · (No comments) ·


* * * For the next 48 hours, Picasso turned into a submarine. A black stealth metal whale diving to depths only giant squid and phosphorescent fish occupied. He was slow and deliberate, moving through dark waters displacing particle for particle, as if water had become metal, and then metal to water, and back again […]

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§741 · November 12, 2009 · NaNoWriMo · (No comments) ·


*     *     * “Kissing is weird.” Picasso absentmindedly plucked his thumbnail against his front tooth. “I mean, just think about mouths. These gaping wet holes with banana slug inchings, strange muscles, flipping and flopping about –not to mention dental fences along the property line, and lip hedging that seal off an entrance. Extraño…muy extraño“

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§736 · November 11, 2009 · NaNoWriMo · 1 comment ·


No, I’m not speaking in tongues, I just was thinking that, maybe NaNoWriMo was a little ambitious? I probably should have signed on for this one instead: http://www.nablopomo.com/ Does this post count as one? Okay, fine: back to Picasso.

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§716 · November 8, 2009 · NaNoWriMo · (No comments) ·


NaNoWriMo off to a… er… um… start. Not sure what kind of start. Forgive me, Oh God of the Written Word! (Forgive me NKS readers) Now I remember why I don’t write fiction… Chapter 1: This is a story about a man who is beautiful. He will be named Picasso. Picasso is stoic and strong, […]

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§708 · November 6, 2009 · NaNoWriMo · 1 comment ·


Shoot! NaNoWriMo 2009 has begun and I’m already 5 days behind! The past days a blur and hardly taking note that the 11th month of the year has already started, I woke up in the middle of the night audibly crying, “Oh, crap! It’s November! NANOWRIMO noooooooooooo!” Now, without the faintest idea of a novel […]

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§704 · November 5, 2009 · NaNoWriMo · (No comments) · Tags: , , ,


What does loss teach us about love? Loss is a fluid that eases with time but never goes away, only shifts and eddys, pooling as memory. Its pokes and sharpnesses dull, but always is stored in a pocket of the heart, and balloons from time to time when triggered and bumped.

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§686 · October 6, 2009 · Unthinkable Loss · 1 comment ·


Making efforts to coordinate a PHX production of “BURST” before heading back home to my beloved California. In the meantime, you can enjoy a snippet of the show with some new footage from my opening show in Santa Fe, NM. For all you long-term readers who were around from the beginning and remember the Craiglist […]

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§637 · September 10, 2009 · 20/20/20, Performance · (No comments) · Tags: , ,


“The quality which makes man want to write and be read is essentially a desire for self-exposure and masochism. Like one of those guys who has a compulsion to take his thing out and show it on the street.” – James Jones More collaborative poems with my mentor David Bromige…

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§582 · June 24, 2009 · Poetry, Sonoma County Splendor · (No comments) · Tags: ,