
A Universal Language
I didn’t know their names, and barely spoke their language, but for months, each time the woman and her husband saw me, they would smile and call out, “buon giorno!”
July 3, 2022I didn’t know their names, and barely spoke their language, but for months, each time the woman and her husband saw me, they would smile and call out, “buon giorno!”
July 3, 2022I stop in a room, the art swirling around me. The humming continues and it is only now that I have stopped that I feel the vibrations in my throat, radiating down to my heart. I am the source of the noise.
June 29, 2022Unruly, wild hair disturbs people, especially on a woman’s head; thus Medusa was a monster who had to be slain by a hero.
June 26, 2022My husband usually does the first walk, standing at the door, holding out the leash and grumbling, ‘Ready to…
June 22, 2022I said my final goodbye to him as he was taking his last breaths, grateful to be able to be with him in spite of the pandemic. Or at least I thought I said my final goodbye.
June 19, 2022Maybe she had really made it all up, just the way a bratty, superficial snob would. It was like…
June 17, 2022If Woolf had a Peloton, she would have ridden it in the room of her own she built onto Monk’s House, the sixteenth-century country cottage that was her escape from London.
June 15, 2022Last year, his favorite topic was black holes. By the end of the summer, he knew more about them than I’d ever cared to know and would prattle endlessly at me explaining as I half-listened, getting lost in his wordy explanations and listings of facts.
June 12, 2022He stepped closer, and a crooked grin spread on his face, enhancing the deep wrinkles in his cheeks. A nakedness in his eyes made him look lost. I wanted to hug him.
June 10, 2022After I introduced her to Tom, he didn’t see me anymore. Their blossoming took over our apartment, fragrant and wild.
June 8, 2022A girl in my English class wrote a short story about rape. The teacher responded by talking about grammar and sentence structure.
June 5, 2022Hildy was short for Broomhilda, the name he’d wanted for the dog when she was just a pup they’d paid way too much to acquire from a breeder in Marble Falls.
June 3, 2022Something made me think of him; for days now, it has been bothering me: I can’t remember his name.…
June 1, 2022My father’s mistress was dying of vaginal cancer and my mother went to see her. I can imagine how disarming Mom was when she entered the hospital room of her rival.
May 29, 2022