When my grandmother got married strangers spit on her white dress as she left the cathedral, hissing Communist! When I was 12, I spit on my friend, a bubbly blob on her nose—her face, confused. I thought it would be funny. But what I felt was shame. Around the same age, on a Ferris Wheel, […]Read more "Spit"
There are some things that happen around midnight nowadays that I’m not particularly proud of. Since I left Tucson for Portland two months ago, and I am still waiting for my husband to transfer back up here, there is loneliness. There is worry. There is anxiety. I turn in early because I feel exhausted, but […]Read more "Midnight Confessions: Kim Kardashian Hollywood Edition"
I’m packing for a move. My two housemates (who are a couple) bought a house farther east and I’m going with them. It won’t be convenient to get downtown, but I’ll have a garden to grow vegetables and flowers. My housemate says she enjoys getting ready for a move. She likes the getting rid of […]Read more "Packing Up"