It’s that time of year again where I go back to 2009 to relive the anxiety of having micro preemie twins in the newborn intensive care unit. Or maybe…I go back to relieve the anxiety of then. Like some kind of time-travel transference.
At the time, I wanted to be strong enough to accept any outcome, so hope was out of the question. When a nurse gave me an article that profiled micro preemies who were now teenagers, I stared at it in disbelief. That was definitely too much to hope for.
Read MoreIn the fall of 2021 I spent three weeks at MacDowell, an artist residency in Peterborough, New Hampshire. I was assigned to Veltin, which is one of 32 artist studios spread out over 450 acres. Veltin has hosted artists such as Wendy Wasserstein, Leonard Bernstein, Thornton Wilder, and Tommy Orange, among many others, as attested by the tombstones around the studio. Outside the stone cottage is a plaque with a quote by Edwin Arlington Robinson: “I shall have more to say when I’m dead.”
Read MoreI started this post a few weeks ago, when the skies were orange and the West Coast was literally on fire. I sketched a draft but didn't send it out because, people couldn't breathe. Some were losing their homes. Others were still reeling due to COVID-19 fallout. The timing didn't feel right.
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