I've finally come out the other side of a week-long flu purgatory with my husband and daughter, and things are getting normal again. Last Wednesday - my first day back at work after being stuck at home in a fever-haze for almost five days - I couldn't find my shoes. I looked everywhere. I didn't …
Words are always following me. They hang above, trailing me wherever I go. Constantly composing, re-forming, re-stating. Once I have a moment of peace or silence, they flood me like the deluge…. An onslaught of compositions, essays, poetry, and random statements. I am used to this constant internal narrative. It’s been there for me all …
Amie Zor 