Tag: death
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She’s Off
I want to tell you what love looks like. She is 18, about 5′ 7″ with dark blonde hair to her shoulders. Love looks like her, fresh sweetness driven by curiosity. I want to tell you what else love looks like. She is 46, about 5′ 10″, a brunette with tints of red. Love looks…
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Catching Up
April 15, 2018 Dear You: Long time, no talk! We totally need to catch up! How’d your last Lone Wolf Howling at the Moon tattoo sitting go? Did your cousin ever return your thigh-high boots? He’s not to be trusted, that one; you might need to swing by his cottage and riffle through his…
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One and Forever: Thursday, February 22
It matters to this story that dusk is creeping around the edges, and thick, quiet snow is falling slowly, slowly from the sky, accumulating into a desert of white dunes outside the large picture window behind my back. She’s talking, my great pal Virginia is, as she lies on the couch to my left, her…
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Grit
I wrote this more than a year ago. I am re-running it. The world is too awful. It was a glorious spring day, the hard edges of the air softening into mildness, the sun reflecting in puddles, spirits sitting up and stretching their arms to the sky. Awaking from the freeze of winter, everyone was…
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A Good Neighbor: Remembering Prince
I pull up to the high school — running late! — and park at the curb. It’s my first time driving since shoulder surgery, my first time behind the wheel in six weeks. I’m shaky. As I put the car into Park, Allegra bursts through the doors of the school’s glass foyer and hustles to the…