Memory is as much fiction as it is non-fiction. The boundaries separating one from the other are difficult for anyone to trace. Remembering to see and say I know fact from fiction, I just remembered that "The Earth is flat" was once a fact. How do I recollect what I remember, separate what I remember … Continue reading Passing Through the Heart Again [Flash Fiction]

An Essayist Speaks of Essays Briefly "To die, to sleep, perchance to dream . . .[,]" and so, what dreams of death can philosophy prepare me for, Michel, when all of heaven and earth contain so much? --Jay V. R. The essays I have written . . .  what is there left to say about … Continue reading Critical Condition [Flash Fiction]