Pants and Undies that Fall Down Every Five Minutes
Sometimes, I see, in my peripheral vision, the mother I am trying to be. There she is! It’s a Sunday morning, and she has gotten up early, scrubbed clean her face and teeth, swept back her shining hair, and crept downstairs in a flowered kimono to make breakfast for her family. The aroma of baking [...]
One-Bean Salad
I am sitting here trying to think about how to tell you things you already know. For instance, the way the fall plunges me into the kind of bittersweet nostalgia that makes me feel like I have a permanent lump in my throat, a geode full of tears. The children’s hair has grown long, their [...]