Month: May 2004
Verbal Injustice
How do you write about a wound you cannot describe? Writing is usually cathartic for me, but I find I can’t write about this. But at the same time, what else can I write about? My new cell… Read More
A Decade of Love
Ten years ago tonight, we were on our first date. We sat close in the movie theater. I had my hand on the arm rest between us in case he wanted to hold it. It may have been… Read More
Goodbye Old House
I’ll admit, it was a little strange. I recently took a quick trip to Fitzgerald to help my parents say goodbye to our old house there. It wasn’t really difficult because I’d only lived there full-time for 2… Read More
