The Daily Turn #24: The Space Between

there’s always this moment,laying in bedseventy-five percent¬†awake and twenty-five percentstuck in dream,where you are starting to realizeyou are alive–you have a name and a faceand a family,and this is a particularday of the weekin which you have¬†a specific list ofthings to do.It only takes a split-secondfor all this informationto come flooding backinto the brainthat has…

The Daily Turn #18: {The Song of My Daughter}

The woman who scanned my groceries in the checkout line felt compelled to tell me (in the two minutes that she held my undivided attention) that she would never bring children into this world. She had watched the news too much, and it was only going to get worse. I wouldn’t want my kids to…