Sometimes I even like how it turns out.
Thu Sep 01 2016
I had forgotten how warm the water is straight out of the faucet in Key West. Open the cold tap, and you’ll get water warm enough to bathe in. The water comes down a pipe one hundred and sixty miles from Miami, solar warm under the hot sun, saturated with dissolved makeup they used to say, or pipe rust or medication probably. I drank it anyway and didn’t mind at all. View at hippocampusmagazine »
Mon Aug 29 2016
As mother of two singletons, I read On Mothering Multiples not in appreciation of a common experience, but to better understand the lives of women who birth multiple children at concurrent ages. View at momeggreview »
Fri Aug 26 2016
I cleaned out the refrigerator today. I mean like I took everything out and washed the shelves kind of clean. If you know anything about me, you would know this is not a common occurrence. View at huffingtonpost »
Mon Aug 22 2016
The first time you step on a dead fly in your bare feet the crackling snap disgusts you. You run to the bathroom, wash your foot with soap and water for ten solid minutes, then coat your heel in hand sanitizer for good measure. The presence of mashed fly interior adhered to your foot’s exterior makes you want to yak, puke, or vomit, depending on your sensibilities. View at lunalunamagazine »
Wed Jul 13 2016
There is no better time for flash fiction than the summer. In between corralling children to sporting events, the beach, and various summer destinations, flash or micro fiction gives a respite, like a lick of ice cream. It is easier to deal with repetitive, “Mama, look at me!” requests when one is still pondering the after-glow of a good story, and each piece’s short duration (1-9 pages each) allows Know the Mother to slide easily into a busy schedule. View at momeggreview »
Fri Jun 10 2016
I am medium. Brown hair, brown eyes, medium height, weight, and shoe-size. My brother is tall, and by tall I mean outside the bell curve. He says he’s six-foot-nine, but my mother thinks he’s closer to six-foot-seven. All I know is that if I stretch my hand as high as it can go, I can just reach the top of his head. Like telling a fish story, when someone asks how tall my brother is, I just say, “he’s this big.” Read more »
Fri Mar 18 2016
The line between admirer and stalker is in the eye of the beholder. To me, Lidia Yuknavitch brings out the 13 year old in me that went to Monkees concerts, had Monkees posters on my walls, and wore Monkees t-shirts everyday. View at weirderary »
Mon Dec 07 2015
Tiny Pants had to make a travel brochure for school this weekend. It was supposed to be about his home town, but it did allow for “any other place” or something. Tiny chose West Virginia. Read more »
Fri Dec 04 2015
Last year, Tiny Pants was seven and wanted an unusual item for Christmas. Lord knows what is in store for me this year. Read more »
Fri Dec 04 2015
When you fly at a thousand feet, you see the world differently. Commercial planes fly at an anonymous altitude, so far up that houses become invisible. General aviation flies lower. We are able to see into your backyards and witness the things you have hidden behind the barn. View at airplanereading »
Mon Nov 30 2015
my pink petals darkened brown I thought for the sin of my unwashed hands. Barbie doll romantic reenactments always terminated in taboo Georgia O’Keefe finger painting. View at visceraluterus »
Tue Nov 17 2015
1. “Binary describes a numbering scheme in which there are only two possible values for each digit: 0 and 1. The term also refers to any digital encoding/decoding system in which there are exactly two possible states.” View at weirderary »
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