Monthly Archives: December 2011


My two boys. One seven, one almost three months. Smiles from strangers. Making you laugh. Odd bursts of affection: giving and receiving. Secret compliments. Roundness. Knowledge. Knowing the answers to questions. My career. My mother, my sister, my nieces and … Continue reading

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Wine and other times past

  He thinks in shadows. There are days that I spend wiping clean the messes I make. There are days that flash, over and over and over, in my head and in my heart that go on forever, stomach churning … Continue reading

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