Lenore Weiss

People say you get smaller as you age, and cite any number of relatives to prove their point. For example, how a 6’4” basketball player on Uncle Henry’s side of

In a place called Oakside no different than any poor village, there once lived a girl named Liana. Her hair was brilliantly black and shone like a raven’s wing. Her

Dangling from fingers the blue sail of my mask twirls tacking me to the Golden Gate wind kicking up nowdisplays the ocean’s white petticoatsseals in wet suitsfrying donuts in waterI drink hot coffee

I was there for the big bang when they imploded the 11-story Oak Knoll Naval Hospital, itself a combat veteran of changing times whispering dust along Keller Avenue together with

I’m not sure why everything that might make people’s lives easier and less stressful, is brushed aside by many Republicans with the stinging slur of socialism, an echo of red-baiting