At first glance, the ancient oak seems overburdenedIts limbs stretch up to the sky and down to the earthSome boughs even resting on the ground Like an octopus’s tentacles, they stand poisedAs if ready to lumber across an ocean floorThe gnarled trunk resembles a short, squat towerWide enough for an adventurous hobbit to walk inside…

In 1984, I returned to college. I already had a Master’s degree in Counseling Psychology but wanted to deepen my education in literature, so I was exploring getting a second Master’s in Comparative Literature. I took a class in writing nonfiction, which was taught by a professor who normally taught Chaucer. She explained to us…

My daughter Sarah gave me a tube of Trader Joe’s sunscreen for Christmas. She said it has the same formula as a much more expensive sunscreen but at Trader Joe’s prices. I was skeptical about why this particular product would be “so much better” until I opened the tube and applied some on my face….

An homage to Lucille Clifton’s yellow coat. today, I grieve my long red dress.my chili pepper.my red sister.my cardinal with long sleeves.my peel.Today she ripped like a cicada shell,unforgiving of my hipsfor getting biggerfor being worn outfor trying on otherv-necks and flowing skirts.She split like a melon andtore right open.my critical companion to the last;damn…

I am a popcorn fiend. I love the crunch, the flavor, and the simplicity of popcorn. I have a special microwave popcorn popper that requires no oil. I don’t even put salt or butter on the finished product. Just plain ole popcorn is quintessential comfort food for me. Imagine my surprise recently when my son-in-law…