MISBEHAVING BODIES

While in London recently I was incredibly lucky to have finally seen some of Jo Spence’s work. She is someone I was pointed to several years ago as I was working on crafting my own illness narrative for my MA thesis in creative writing, and I’ve been fascinated by her ever since. While it was […]

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THIS TIME

      Many things I seem to have done backward as a child I wanted to be older now I am trying to remember why and what it was like to have to pretend day after day I saw places that I did not recognize until later on when nothing was left of them […]

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GHOSTS OF A HOME

The tiny, L-shaped room my father had once used as his office was even dustier than the basement.  It was a room of ghosts.  One layer of dust after another had settled on the contents: The bowling and baseball trophies.  The framed photo of me at age six in my pink trench coat wearing my […]

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GOODBYE TO THE HEATH

  My last day in London was Wednesday–what a hard day.  It always is when it’s time for me to go home.  It seems to get harder each time I visit.  I went to say goodbye to the Heath, to walk and think. I first stepped foot on the Heath five years ago, and never […]

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NARROW DAYLIGHT

My last day in London.  Melancholy around the edges.  Lots to figure out when I get home.  I was blessed with a wonderful spot to stay in Highgate, a room that looks out on a beautiful garden.  I’ll miss the view out of this window….  

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