But were there time for sandwiches

Me at 3 AM

Every single year.

Every single year.

A Love Story as Reality Collapses

         Seagulls, sea salt, and a midnight lighthouse cabin. Gregory is there: Wet clumps of sand on his sweater, making eggs, melting butter. It’s an affable dinner for one. Three times, the doorbell buzzes. The dish is matted with oil. He pours it onto a plate, coats it with pepper, sets it on the little birch table. Lena is breathing severely on the porch, eyebrows stark, fingers wringing the air. She is certain this time. There are no other options. They leave.


            Seagulls, sea salt, and Lena is there instead, alone: Too tired to answer the door, too much work left to do. The eggs are passable, but too much pepper. She didn’t use pepper. The little birch table is wobbling. The knocking at the door turns to muffled pounding, crying for an answer. Gregory is on the porch, cheekbones bruised, shoulders tensed. They can’t leave. It’s all breaking apart, shifting, starting over.


            Seagulls, and Lena, and Gregory, and they’ve always lived there together: over-easy every dinner, divided for two. The wood on the spice rack is splitting, shakers missing or filled with sand. Time is shorter. There is no one at the door, but they open it anyway on instinct. Everything is wrong again and they remember all of it. There’s no time left to fix it.


            Seagulls and an empty lighthouse cabin. No one has lived there. Nobody built it. It has existed for all of time and will exist for all time that is to be. And then, with a final squawk, a stationary squall, there isn’t.

It’s National Poetry Month! Why are we not all listening to Writer’s Almanac?

Seriously. It’s a show where the guy who hosts Prairie Home Companion gives you neat daily facts about writers and artists, and then finishes with a poetry reading. It’s relaxing and classy and free and there’s a million episodes and why is this not the most popular thing ever?

Listen to some episodes:

"Odessa" by Patricia Kirkpatrick:

"Prayer in My Boot" by Naomi Shihab Nye

"The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost

"Ars Poetica: #100 I Believe" by Elizabeth Alexander

"The Red Wheelbarrow" by William Carlos Williams

"In the Month of May" by Robert Bly and "The Day of The Sun" by Vijay Seshdari

"You Are There" by Erica Jong

"There’s Been a Death In the Opposite House" by Emily Dickinson

"Black Islands" by Martin Espada

"Kaddish" by Allen Ginsberg

GIFs to humanize your internet conversations in this new year.

Posted by my friends Mike and Amanda, and worth taking a look at:


Okay so, a good friend of mine has been working his ever-loving ass off on this documentary here. He’s calling it Stepping Toward the Lion; Finding My Story. You can read about it on the page, because he talks about it far better than I can, but this is his TL;DR version

When I began this project, I came up with the following mission statement:

I want to show how interfaith activities can help us to connect to other people and develop a better understanding of what it is to be human through the art of storytelling.

As I worked on the film with this in mind, I came to the conclusion that in order for this documentary to resonate, I would need to show the effect Children at the Well has had on one person’s life. I decided to choose one individual who had overcome a lot in his young life. 

Alaudeen, who is a good friend of mine, has an amazing story. He had dealt with years of prejudice and harassment after he graduated from an Islamic school and went to a public charter school in Albany. I came to the conclusion that focusing on Alaudeen would be the most meaningful way to convey the power of interfaith storytelling. I believe the footage captures his emotional journey from being a target of prejudice to becoming a versatile storyteller with a personality that endears him to almost everyone he meets now.

Stories have a healing nature and can make all the difference in our lives. I encourage you to donate so we can show the world how stories can help us love, grow and heal. 

- John Lyden

So, Tumblr, let’s see what you’ve got. This Kickstarter is running out at the end of the month, and John needs a little less than $6,000 to get this thing done and produced and processed and distributed. Get this story out there, pledge as much as you’re willing, and if you can’t please signal boost. You’re all heroes, Tumblr. All of you.

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(…I mean, unless this size works for you. I’m not your boss.)

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(…I mean, unless this size works for you. I’m not your boss.)

Every time I see these ads.

Every time I see these ads.