Guest post: A sense of touch
“Do you wanna touch me?” “Touch me in the morning.” “Reaching out. Touching me. Touching you.” “Sometimes when we touch, the honesty’s too much.” “If you really want want me, just reach out and touch me.”
Epilogues: June 2020
We try to keep it real on this blog. That said, if you ever hear me utter the words “I’m keepin’ it real,” please take me gently by the hand and take me to a quiet room where you can apply duct tape to my mouth (preferably glitter duct tape).
The tenderness of this very time
These Difficult Times have had their own strange tenderness. Let’s not lose it when we’re back to…whatever we’re going back to.
Revelations
I must renounce and repudiate one of my earlier statements. I am now convinced that we are, in fact, living out the Book of Revelation.
Guest post: Tweaked
There is a big difference between allowed and personally okay in respect to just about anything. No matter how prepared a person, place, staff, and customers might be for our reawakening…coming out, dining out, being closer together…the reality once put into practice can be quite different. Our dearest Angela often reminds us that we need […]
Second firsts
This maddening time has been greedy for our goods. Whatever your station and situation, COVID-19 has surely reached its gooey fingers into your world to take, and take, and take. But every here and there, those grubby paws have dropped gifts into our laps. And, once we’ve thoroughly disinfected those gifts before bringing them into […]
Heart open, guard down
Why do we size each other up so we can nibble each other down to size? Must we dress each other down rather than dress each other up in our love?
Curbside
New Jersey is at Level Two. Pennsylvania is sliding from Yellow to Green. The world around us is going from Closed to Curbside.
Guest post: Anticipation
I can hear Carly Simon’s tantalizing vocals as a horizontal bottle of ketchup on a brick wall ever so slowly drips its treasure toward the sidewalk below. An actor (later a famous friend) runs down to street level to coat his hot dog in the crimson condiment. (Not judging, but I run the gamut from […]