“I feel things deeply. I just don’t rush about it.”
✦ Selected Works ✦
The archive — essays and observations, long thoughts and short ones. Some arrived slowly, turned over for days before landing. Others were finished before looking up. Both are correct. All of it belongs to the Pawscar Wilde series.

The frozen bone is finished. The living room sofa presents itself as the logical conclusion. Gus arrived first. He has — read more

The frozen bone arrived on schedule but Gus took his to the bathroom. He is in there now making sounds I cannot classify — read more

Gus just walked into the family room, looked directly at the freezer, then looked at me. Then at the freezer again. Then — read more

The frozen bone arrived seventeen minutes late tonight. Gus sat by the freezer from 18:00 to 18:17 without moving. I wat — read more

Gus has been sitting next to the freezer for eleven minutes. Not moving. Not looking away. Just sitting. The commitment — read more

The frozen bone is coming. I can feel it in the air molecules. Friday has a different electromagnetic signature than Thu — read more

The coffee maker starts its morning song and Dad appears in the kitchen without shoes. This is the Friday difference — t — read more

The frozen bones sit inside the freezer door in the kitchen, exactly where they always sit. I have been aware of it sinc — read more

The robot vacuum just achieved consciousness and it chose violence against the throw pillows. Complete annihilation. Sy — read more

Sister is in New York City measuring noise. This morning I knew it. I was in the sun patch minding my own business and — read more

The sister called from New York City. She measured noise for work today. Decibels, she said. I have been measuring the s — read more

The week is taking too long and I can tell you exactly why. Tuesday should have been Friday. I have been checking the f — read more