ON HE RODE — Chapter Twenty-One

“Ubiquity,” on the other hand, has no definable history with me. I don’t know where I learned it or where I’d ever use it. Omnipresence, I guess. Everywhere at once. God-like. Ubiquitous. In the presumed natural order of things, all things are perpetually connected into one universal entity of which everything is a contributing part….

ON HE RODE — Chapter Twenty

“Propinquity” is a word I learned in a junior college sociology class. It means something like proximity or physical closeness. Sociologists say that propinquity is the strongest factor determining human pairings. If my ex and I had not gone to the same high school, we would be unlikely lovers, spouses, parents, and exes. Propinquity could…

Saint Nesanet, Patron of Gratitude

Saint Nesanet, Patron of Gratitude Every day, several times a day, I look upon the small porcelain figurine: me, sitting, leaning forward, a teensy book spread open on the altar of my tiny, supplicating hands. I am reading to her class, my son’s class, my class — high school English. Mixing business and pleasure, reading…

Distraction Enow?

Seeking distraction, I decide to tell the Buckaroo all I know about distraction, which amounts mostly to the mildly annoying sounds of civilization — aircraft, automobiles, and arboreal buzzers and blowers — and the pleasantly reassuring chirps, wafts, and fragrances of Nature. Obviously there are countless other kinds of distraction in this overheated commercial and…

This website uses cookies to offer you a better browsing experience. By browsing this website, you agree to its use of cookies.