“You may perhaps be familiar with comedian George Carlin’s routine, The Planet is Fine, a piece which is brought to my attention at least once a week. In it, Carlin’s main point is that…

“Chapman was just so different. So human and real. Her voice and talent felt—back then, and again in February—like a marble-smooth boulder somehow preexisting the river itself.  There was all this stuff—all these…

“Last month, our February 2024 issue of Hubris was dedicated, in its entirety, to the single-panel cartooning of Mark Addison Kershaw, and if you scroll down our magazine’s current virtual Home Page, past…

“I will never forget the moment I pulled off onto the shoulder of a Pennsylvania road and sat scribbling down words that came to me . . . out of nowhere. It wasn’t…

“Some folks grow up around ponies, beaches, sailboats, rosary beads, or with an effusive auntie. I, on the other hand, grew up with and have always lived with pianos. I don’t know why,…

“An Austrian tour guide once observed that saying farewell to a group of American tourists she’d known for only two weeks is a lot like grief, for it’s unlikely she and this random…

“For me, it just takes a little Bach in the early evening, well played. For one thing, it’s so wonderful to listen to something unabashedly complex again, after being clubbed on the head…

“He peered at me through the rearview mirror, and replied, ‘Yes, Miss. Cigarettes and pens, one at a time, will feed his family for a couple of weeks.’ Although Bashir’s tone was calm…

“If you’ve been reading my columns in this space, then you know I write about unspeakably terrible topics. Primarily, I write about extinction. Extinction is the death of the last individual of a…

“I had known this man since my birth. We were blood relatives. But I had never indeed known him. Suddenly, he was as ‘other’ as an other can be. I am certain now,…