by Laurie | Jan 27, 2025 | Events
Grief is hard enough to deal with in our “are you over it yet” culture. American norms about being productive and getting-back-on-track, silence us, shame us and prevent the healing needed to truly move into a lively and authentic life without those who...
by Laurie | Jan 26, 2025 | Blog, Death
Lee and me: The beginning of the end. And then there was one. The fact that five of the seven that comprised my family were already dead was indisputable. The sixth, my only full-blood brother (the one with the same blood mixture as me) was what I had come to think of...
by Laurie | Jan 26, 2025 | Blog, Death
Lee and me: The end. Then again when he drank Dad’s morphine, I was at his ICU beside the next day, trying to coax him back. Like a reverse Horton Hears a Who episode…I was trying to reach him way down in Whoville… my voice getting smaller and smaller, diving down...
by Laurie | Jan 26, 2025 | Blog, Healing
When I was being shaped and baked in the oven of Berkeley in the sixties – being straight – as in socially conservative or aligning with the establishment was a liability, a slur. My brother Lee used to scorn “The Straighties” (pronounced Straight-teeez)...
by Laurie | Jan 19, 2025 | Poetry, Serious
I don’t hate you anymore Now that I don’t need you I don’t want to hit you in the head Or slap your face Or shake sense into your brain Now that I don’t need you I don’t want to report you, Punish you and cut you Now that I don’t need you I don’t really care about...
