If I was an 1890’s vaudeville performer in a past life, I wrapped myself in scarves of many colors and danced along a high wire, inviting discordant revelry and breathing fire. This was my soundtrack… (NWS)
Author: The Coxswain
Swan Dive onto the Crazy Train
I fell asleep while doing my post-chiro icing of the neck and had one crazy, messed up dream. I was trying to explain to my dad how I’d been divorced twice yet never married, but I couldn’t remember the name of my second ex-husband. So I went in search of the friend who had written […]
New Orleans
New Orleans is a city of retired transients. A home for those with a someplace else, but no desire to return. We are tired socialites who abandoned the minty repose of Georgia afternoons. We are carpenters with gnarled knuckles who now spend our days building plaster replicas of the furnishings from a kingdom that lost […]
The Moment
A friend gifted with wisdom beyond her years sat on a park bench and said these words: Baby, you have to stop thinking and just feel it all. Any other choice will break you in the end. A moment that launched a thousand more, it was both a culmination and an introduction … an admonishment […]
The Animal
He is an animal. Quiet. Careful. Watchful. And then…ferocious. Imposing his will on an instinct and a whim. His is a performance of exquisite extremes. A masterful balance of need and desire. Of proportion and excess. Of target and torment. Beware the Duke. This is his empire, and he does not flinch. She WILL win, and […]
Paris Bucket List Redux
In reading over my Paris bucket list, it occurred to me that the list wasn’t really complete because it only included items I haven’t done before. As such, what follows is my Paris Redux list – those things I simply must do at least one more time before any exit from the city can be considered. […]