Writing and Rambling


Milena I met her through invisible words. When I described the fantastic, almost unbelievable true story of the Kafka Papers a few weeks ago, it reminded me just how incredible this story truly is.  We have only Kafka’s half of…
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Blue Evening

Blue Evening Supper’s coming on. Praying.  Passing.  The clinking of silverware.  Grateful scraping on plates.  Sliding of chairs. Dishwater so hot it steams in the last rays of sun.  Everyone helps. 5:30. Unbraiding of hair.  Filling the wicker laundry basket…
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