Another #TBT and another look back at some love sonnets I’ve written. Lest you think last week’s poems were the end of my melancholy college years, there’s more! The first…
Lists In the morning sunlight at a kitchen table This extraordinary girl makes lists: Sugar, milk, and eggs; A red-hooded sweatshirt and a jumbo pack of gym socks; Light bulbs,…
“Pasta again?” he complained. While he grumbled through the meal, I sat to his right, twirling the endless noodles around and around on my fork and wondering what it would…
I closed my eyes last night, and a brightly-colored picture appeared. I sit nervously in the front seat of that red Datsun. My hand holds the door handle, then my…
My tiny shoes made clicking sounds on the black-and-white tiled floor. All around were those chairs with their cushioned seats and silver wire backs. The whole place smelled like a…