“Tell me about your corner of the world,” the hairdresser says. She yanks a comb through my hair, which is thick enough and wavy enough to flummox her. She’s already asked me if it’s natural, if I put anything in it, if I dye it. I’m not sure what she’s asking now. “Plainsboro?” I ask.Continue reading “Illinois, Illinois”
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On Weeding
I spent part of last week sifting and sorting, weeding through many boxes containing the remnants of several past lifetimes. I found old yearbooks and school papers, photographs from elementary school and two stints in France, trinkets squirreled away for years and lots of coins from my grandmother, a whole parcel of correspondence, graduation cards,Continue reading “On Weeding”
Grey Sea & Sky 