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Mark Rothko - "No.5 (Red, Black and Brown-Black)" (1963) Today was my 37th birthday. I am documenting it, but I have little to say about it....

I often wonder if I can really do this. If I can live without my mother. At night, I lie in bed and physically feel my heart cracking into p...

The yellow canna lilies are in bloom.

Frida Kahlo - "The Broken Column" (1944) Can you believe I'm here, walking around, as my heart hangs out of my chest? There is nothing like ...

The most important work I will ever do is to bear witness to my life, to affirm that my life matters even if it does not look like anyone el...

It hit me today that this period of my life is about facing my worst fears. Almost every single one of the things I feared most has happened...

A year ago today, my mother died. I couldn't imagine living one day without her. Now, I've lived 365 days without her. Every day, for the re...

"We Will Not Be Lovers" by The Waterboys Unrequited love is about hunger. It's about what we want and can't have, what seduces and tantalize...

Recently, on the 20th anniversary of my father's death, I reflected on a scene from Virginia Woolf's Mrs. Dalloway . Today, when I sought ou...