Summer Monological
I The intricacies of a hummingbird’s wings are extraordinarily clear if you close your eyes and let the folds of…
I The intricacies of a hummingbird’s wings are extraordinarily clear if you close your eyes and let the folds of…
After Sarah Jaffe’s 2010 album Suburban Nature, NPR said Jaffe has “the ability to…
Everyone gets old, everyone dies. And everybody knows, but at select times, individuals feel it. And while anyone can experience…
Early Morning in the Side-Yard On the garden’s wall thighs and fingers pressed together pressed white— cold with dew bits…
“The Art of Listening Isn’t Hard to Master” Listening at a poetry reading is altogether another matter. – Wendy Videlock,…
The high school auditorium is packed chock-full of people, many I don’t recognize. It’s been at least three years since…
Some artists have an inexhaustible creative vitality, an undying obsession with expression, an inability…
The Actress stood barefoot in the hallway, discoursing on what great respect she had for me even though we could…
©2011 Glass Onion Productions A knock on the door. A disheveled looking thirty-some year old man opens it to find…
When you think of the 1960s, a culturally prescribed set of images spring to mind without a moment’s thought. Flowers…