Our walls, ourselves, our children.
It Takes Two Hands to Hold the Mirror Steady
My mother was beautiful, stunning really – 1940s movie star stunning. She had black curly hair, pearly teeth decades before bleaching and veneers, wide-set hazel eyes, and lush, arching brows that gave her face softness. Her nose was fine, and her full lips were painted deep red, shimmering coral, occasionally pink. She wore no other […]
I Cannot Pretend Today
There are betrayals of flesh and blood and they are the worst betrayals. I am not alright: My sleeping is pocked and marred again and not by dreams but by insufficiency. The result is a veil that positions itself between my deepest thinking self and the formation of words, the processing of numbers and their […]
10 Things You Don’t Know About Me
10 Things you never knew about me… (What don’t I know about you?)
Fly, fly, fly on the Wall… Teeny Tiny, It’s a Ball…
Invisibility. It’s magical! No potions required. No electromagnetics. No green screen, no gizmos. I’ve mastered the art of invisibility! And it’s verrrrrry useful in life, as you become a fly on the wall, a speck of dust, or a passing whisper. When you need to be. Little people Technically, I don’t think I qualify as […]