She woke up at midnight as soon as Big Friend’s hand touched her back. She sat up. Palmed her bangs out of her face. Said, “Oh hi. We need to…
Tag: <span>home</span>
A sweet little forget-me-knot sterling silver ring and a trio of wool felt menagerie heads. A quick glance through Capitol Hill’s neighborhood website throws these twee nuggets into my path, and I…
It’s the postman’s tread on my front porch. It’s the tea kettle’s whistle that goes ignored for minutes because the laughter in the other room is too loud. It’s the…
If you: A) are a mom, B) know a mom, or C) have a mom, then I have some books for you. (If you don’t see yourself fitting in one…
A chunk of pureed frozen okra caused me to squeeze back nostalgic tears. Long past its expiration date, this frozen cube of green vitamins had to be pitched in the…
I think of myself as an urbanite. My earliest memories include frying an egg on the miraged surface of a Phoenix sidewalk, needing a new Care Bear from the neighborhood…