the closer you are to returning, the more you pause as you pass through my mind. the closer we get to your arrival, the more frequently you sneak into my thoughts and the longer your breaks get before you move on and let me get back to what’s around me — work, a walk, dinner,… Continue reading →
This is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever heard. Not surprisingly, it’s a story by the wonderful Eve Ensler. (Since for some reason I am currently unable to embed the video, follow this link to watch and hear Eve tell you her story herself.) I asked a woman in Nairobi, in a rift valley, “Do… Continue reading →
The other night I watched the film Factotum, which is based on Charles Bukowski’s novel of the same name. The man in the film is Henry Chinasky – Bukowski’s alter ego – and he is a loser: he’s a dysfunctional drunk who can’t keep even a menial job and is shown hitting his girlfriend Jan… Continue reading →