Monthly Archives: November 2020

life on a chain

I was waiting over here for life to begin. — the prophet peter joseph yorn — She’s 91. I’m 64. I’ve  been terrified for months that I will give her the virus. There’s a particular cruelty that someone  just hitting … Continue reading

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just another morning conversation, part 80

mo: Would you like a piece of toast? me: Yes, please. mo: You can’t have any. It’s bad for you. me: Oh. OK. And so I eat the last of the apple pie instead. Proper nutrition is easier than you … Continue reading

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the quotable mo sheppo, part 25

“It’s hard to meditate when you have to pee.” This is likely what Lao Tzu had in mind when he said, “The journey of a thousand miles begins with a bathroom stop.”

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grateful. not dead.

Ripple in still waterWhen there is no pebble tossedNor wind to blow— the prophet robert hunter— Back in the late ’60s, before it became trendy, Mo was a Serious Deadhead. She would regularly make the drive from Seattle to Haight-Ashbury, … Continue reading

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mayo may not

“You have to be really good to get away with smashing a guitar.”— the prophet lyle lovett— The biopsy was Thursday. You haven’t heard anything since. You remember the days before Christmas once when you were a kid. You were … Continue reading

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