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Susan Moon is the editor of Turning Wheel, a magazine about Buddhism and social activism. She lives in Berkeley, California.

Essays, Memoirs & True Stories

The Stain On The Sky

When my father was in his sixties, his retinas slipped their moorings. He told me he often dreamed of the brightly colored world. In the dark of night, asleep, he could see the blue water of Menemsha Pond and the white sails of his boat. But when he woke in the morning and opened his eyes, he was blind.

August 2007
Essays, Memoirs & True Stories

My Father Never

My father never played catch with me when I was a boy — a tomboy, that is. I played catch for hours after school with Skipper, Evan, and Sammy, my friends from the neighborhood. And when they moved away, I played catch with myself, bouncing a tennis ball against the garage wall. But my father never played catch with me.

November 2000
Fiction

Fidelity

She stood up. “Excuse me for interrupting,” she said to the minister, “but he can’t do that. He’s married to me already. We never really got divorced. I never gave him a divorce. Those are our children sitting there in front of you.” She addressed the bride. “It’s better for you to know now than to find out later.”

June 1993
Fiction

Bodies

I fell in love and then I went shopping for groceries. We were out of everything. There was milk and cold cereal. Bread. Boring.

June 1991
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