My imaginary life
We were going to be late for the party, but then M said, Why don’t we just see if we can tag along in G’s helicopter, which was both great and weird. I mean, how did this become my life? The view was...
View ArticleFriendship, Confidence, Superb Surprise!
by Kathleen Kirk, Wait! I Have a Blog?! Kathleen Kirk. Photo courtesy of Ms. Kirk I’ve been thinking about friendship and its surprises. And Emily Dickinson. I’ve recognized in myself both her...
View ArticleOpen Letter to Patti Smith, Day 13
Tonight I am thinking about what it means to have a muse—someone who breaks you open or holds you open at the broken places. The muse doesn’t mean to be a muse, doesn’t know he is a muse (it’s always a...
View ArticleOpen Letter to Patti Smith, Day 15 (on truth-telling)
Oh, Patti, I am running out of truth to tell. Of course, if I tell the absolute truth, I am running out of truth I am willing to tell. Or I’m running out of truth I can tell without my inner editor...
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