My Love, My Identity is Mine to Define
A Double Ask in Detroit: Can You Forget & Forgive the City that Devoured Your Family?
Chapter 1: Isn’t Brown Brown? Aren’t we all the same?
Chapter 1: Isn’t Brown Brown? Aren’t we all the same?
“Taquitos, Corazon!”
How frozen tacos can melt your heart & heal asthma!
How frozen tacos can melt your heart & heal asthma!
This Quiet, This Long
I bow my head.
I bow my head.
A New Year’s Eve Mystery
“The case of the missing concertina (Or how Olivia and Nando find love in Naples!)”
“The case of the missing concertina (Or how Olivia and Nando find love in Naples!)”
Chocolate Scars, Impromptu Lullabies
(The shape of love and heartbreak in ward 3 )
(The shape of love and heartbreak in ward 3 )
Feeding My Grief: Healing With Bagley Street Enchiladas
Love is complicated, isn’t it?
Love is complicated, isn’t it?
Eavesdropping On Her Sadness
Not all grief is mine to have, to experience. But all grief is personal, palpable.
Not all grief is mine to have, to experience. But all grief is personal, palpable.
Two-Question Survey: #1 Whose Voice Gets You Into Bed? #2 Who Sings You to Sleep?
“Wherever , Whenever, Whomever : Love the one you’re with!”
“Wherever , Whenever, Whomever : Love the one you’re with!”
Tell Me That Story, Harry
Remembering love and loss in hospice.
Remembering love and loss in hospice.
Reimagining My Father: The Importance of Restorative Recollection
A father in the midst of self-care and bubbles.
A father in the midst of self-care and bubbles.
Searching for Home
The life and times of a 1959 photograph.
The life and times of a 1959 photograph.
Surrendering to Chocolate Cake
COVID coping tips for the weak-willed and easily misled.
Covid coping tips for the weak-willed and easily misled.
Your Trauma: My Advice (Unsolicited)
( Can we heal strangers ? Should we ? )
( Can we heal strangers ? Should we ? )
Forging My Own Definition of Love
Dad’s misogyny and mis-guided masculinity will not diminish me.
Dad’s misogyny and mis-guided masculinity will not diminish me.
‘You Ain’t a Real Mexican’ or …
Why being born a half-Polish-half-Mexican in 1960’s Detroit is some serious shit, man!
Why being born a half-Polish-half-Mexican in 1960’s Detroit is some serious shit, man!