I can wake up in the morning in this house, at this latitude, with this family, at this age, and open my eyes to see these two moles on my arm, staring back at me, reminding me that I am … Continued
What do you know, and what could you learn? Let’s teach each other; we’ll all take turns. I could teach about my life: how to make good beans and rice, how to cook sans rice and beans, how to live … Continued
Across the room, across the hall, the sun is crossing over all the blankets crossed across your bed, the colors, blue and pink and red and purple, too– the whole gamut. Quilts from almost every grandma!
The most fun I could have on a Friday evening with $6.50 in change was most indisputably to take the truck to the carwash and spray and spray and spray.
The gold around my finger, not only reminding me of who I’m married to, but of course, the family I married into, and also the family I come from, and the fact that I just might be slightly allergic to … Continued
Am I buying time or giving it time? Only time will tell.
I can sit here and catch up on poems because you are off playing by yourself. So we are both working independently. You are catching up to me; we’re not so different as before, and I know you’ll catch up … Continued
You say, “I’m mom, and you’re the baby.” You say, “Okay?” and I think “Maybe.” Then you, the mom, say “Help me please!” You must not know what “baby” means.
I’ve been hearing this word “gravitas” and I think I know what it means. But do I have it, or does it have me?
I walked into the Wal-Mart, shocked, by red and pink and golden boxes. This kind of love is nice and shiny, the packaging so bright it blinds me. These teddy bears and cards with poems are nice, but they can’t … Continued