I live in the city, but nowhere near the street, of my youth.   People move away to come here, so I am not sure where I’m supposed to go, and I turn corners into my past that remin[...]

An Open Letter to the CVS on Wellworth Ave and the ER at UCLA’s Ronald Reagan Medical Center: I’m bunching you together because I have the same message, and frankly there is only s[...]

Someone stole my purse.  I saw him sitting by it.  I watched him move my sweater. I watched him carefully fold it as to not sit on it.  I thought he was being polite, despite the d[...]

Everybody else may be an asshole, but I’m not…by what right would you call me and ask me to work for nothing? Harlan Ellison Being the impoverished writer that I am, I spend a fair[...]

“in a single day and night … disappeared into the depths of the sea.” - Plato on the city he called Atlantis, ~360 B.C He was floating, muttering some mantra, som[...]

When you break down the English language mathematically, it looks a little something like this: Idiosyncratic arrangements in horizontal lines of twenty-six phonetic symbols, ten n[...]

There is no winter in Los Angeles, just sunny days, all hot and bothersome, sticky seats and iced coffees.  Sometimes a brisk chill rolls through the canyons, whisks down alleys, b[...]

The cars line up like toy soldiers, all tin and mechanical parts, one after the next.  It is astonishing, how many people in Los Angeles are at the car wash in the middle of the da[...]

We went to look at a house for sale. The property included a main house, as well as a detached guesthouse.  Might be a nice space for an office, we mused; a place to write, a quiet[...]

Thanksgiving has me thinking about hometowns, mostly because you can’t meander into any conversation that happens the week leading up to Thanksgiving without being asked, “Are you [...]