December 2010
13 posts
“This earl grey morning, I fill my Mason jar. No sugar baby, I’m...”
breaking
check the weather in my other state.
turn the kettle on read my book and go for a walk in the rain
(this rain isn’t the same elsewhere.)
I walk out in the dark and find the beets: planted last july and nursed collaboratively. They feed me now.
I should visit the salt water.
This is why I stay in during the holidays.
“Are ya all set for The Holiday?”
“Any more shoppin’ to do?”
“Well, I just have a couple more things to get for Saturday. You all set?”
On the flip side, Daddy gets to shoot me up with vitamins every five days for the rest of break! YEAHHH
Apparently this is my anthem for the week. Thanks,...
50 Daniels Dr.
ninety-one years of life runs its fingers through my hair
I feel my grandmothers hands half way down my back, and I don’t care if this turns out good or bad.
she will never know this has been my favorite part of our visit.
inconsequential snips with European scissors. (she’s old, not incompetent)
I have not been mothered in weeks, and I revel in this care.
“My dog killed my desert tortoise one time.”
– Dani Giannone