The Market

On a now rare and frustrating walk, I felt a sense of loss and lament as I looked at the farmers' empty market, knowing it may not open in this season of pandemic.

Just Once More

It’s difficult to explain to a non-dancer what the loss of partner dancing is about, this thing we chase week after week, night after night, but I thought I’d try, with this prose-poem.

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