The Spurned Word and the Foundation for Everything There is a spider in the kitchen window, and Cody has named him Peter. Primarily, I think he has done it to create some kind of sympathy ...
Tales of Belonging My husband speaks in metaphors like a second tongue. Not the idioms you heard growing up. Long, epic tales. More than once he has had me ...
Noticing the Resident Bee and Aiming for the Chopping Block The bee nestles into the Hosta’s lily, drinking up Noah’s newest word, “nectar.” He climbs the cream piston and momentarily disappears be...
Modern Love Notes Here's a small collection of love notes, because romance is beautiful in her everyday skin, and I want to honor that.
The Zax Will Learn to Bend Their Wills He’s asked me since May what we’ll do for our anniversary. Different times, here and there, a short question over Lana Del Rey turned dow...
The Cat in the Box and the Things We Can’t Explain There was a cat in the old biology room. It was splayed out in a shadow box, covered with a cream sheet. I was rarely in the room, but my...