Archive for April 2015
Of Blood Oranges, Butterflies, & Martha Stewart Gaffs
Smoke told me the oven was hot. This is what Martha Stewart moments look like at our house. Shaving up curling cold spoonfuls of cookie dough from my chilled bowl of chocolate chip and butterscotch cookies, I mold and form them into balls. Once two buttered sheets of them are in the oven, I take…
Read MoreOf Lawyers, Judges, and What’s On Your Back
“I wish I’d never done it,” she said, describing a post-college year of late-night dance clubs, too much alcohol, and men with unfamiliar names the next morning. Regret brimmed up and over her eyelashes now, and she twisted her blonde hair absentmindedly. Photo: David, Creative Commons, cc license We hugged in the crowded auditorium. I…
Read MoreStraddling True Relationships in a Busy World
Brassy coronets and high-hat-swinging percussionists ring out Benny Goodman’s jazzy Trees. Crescendos echo and fall before Louis Armstrong steps up to croon Let’s Fall In Love. Piano keys traipse up and down their black and white board. Photo credit: Darwin Bell, Creative Commons, cc license Behind me on the small desk stool, my nineteen year…
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