Emerging into vast darkness. Allowing waves to overtake me. Into the Indigo Blue. Sinking deeper into the frozen depths Watching, Anticipating the old fears. Into the Indigo Blue. Overcoming the

dreams float around the bottom of cold naked mugs waiting a wash of fresh cobalt glaze   algorithms try to narrow my world view as I push outward from this

Fiction: All Anna wanted to do was wish Joel a happy birthday.  An overnight visit from him was the last thing on her mind, and she certainly didn’t want him

Memoir: Fragile from the beginning, each morning she awoke singing. Painfully shy, before she could crawl she would scoot herself across the floor into the kitchen where I was preparing

Fiction: She stood on the porch, her feet the level of my eyes, and looked down. I, scalp burned by the sun, looked up. A dupatta covered her head and

Exposing ashes of unfulfilled dreams. Moving through the intense flames. Unveiling the dense smoke screen. Left scorched and charred. Discovering a glimmer of creativity. Igniting smoldering embers. Unearthing extinguished burning

Memoir:   “Sag deinen Namen!” In a small voice, the trembling eight year old girl standing next to my strong, stoic Tante, whispered, “Berthe.” Tante was the Mother Superior of

Memoir: Like a thief in the night benzodiazepines stole my health. To mask the stresses of child welfare work, to ease the grief of knowing there are humans who intentionally

Memoir: In 1989, my father bought a brand-new, gray, Mercedes Benz 300SE sedan. It was huge — two-and-a-half tons and nearly 17 feet long. He paid $52,000 cash for it.

Memoir: I was so excited to get a car of my own that I wasn’t even embarrassed by how awful it looked. I was in high school and at 16,