…I’ve got a million things to write about right now… my poem on Los Angeles body and healing the connection between geography and politics spirituality of land as a hiker my last days of 31-hood Madison and the protests too much! Did I mention that it’s almost time for my annual state of the self […]
Author: Lisa
Becoming Love
My Valentine Poem to Nick Love is, above all things, transformative. And, therefore, cannot be manipulated, bought, controlled, or manufactured. It is metaphysical: simultaneously cultural and counter-cultural. The one true umbilical cord between our spiritual and physical selves. Somehow, it withstands. And oddly, it grows despite our imperfect hands and clandestine beliefs. It’s almost as […]
Isaiah’s First Steps!
My little Prince had another milestone this weekend! Isaiah’s first steps were taken alone! Evolution from Lisa Factora-Borchers on Vimeo.
Cairo’s Universal Body Language: Why the Egyptian Voice Speaks for So Many
Every nation has its own language. Culture, tradition, and social norms make up that dialect. Even countries that share the same spoken language have their own vernacular. But there’s something remarkably universal to the sound of the Egyptian people; a sound that resonates across the globe. Among the Egyptians, they demand of Mubarak,” La Vache […]
On Divorce and General Suckiness
From the following transcription, you would never guess that we’re both highly educated and articulate human beings who care deeply about the institution and sanctity of marriage as a social and spiritual force for good. Nick: You know what would suck? Me: What? Nick: Being married to someone who sucks. That would suck. Me: Mhm. […]
Reminders of Spring
Sometimes when I look at the photography of a few months ago, I remember that there IS and will be again color in the world. Warmth. Pretty days that beg to be stared at and walked through. I need that reminder while the ice pellets sound off on the windows tonight. While socks and sweats […]
Fabulous at 32
I read the magazine 17 when I was a tweener. Oh, how I loved all those grown up stories about beachy romances and cautionary tales about cliques and gossip girls. And I loved first person narratives. In the mag 17, a name (always with an * to denote that real names have been changed) was […]
Tear Gas in Egypt: Made in the USA
The House of Fiction
Me to Nick: I think we should practice giving Isaiah the epipen in case he eats a peanut or has a bad reaction to something and can’t breathe. We should be ready. No fumbles. Nick: (slowly looking at the epipen package) Okaaay, it says right here..ah, yes..right here, it reads ‘PRACTICE PEN.’ Me: Good. Let’s […]