The minutiae of my preparations for breakfast are like a spell on which my mood, and consequently the course of the day, depends entirely. I confess it seems ridiculous to become distraught at the prospect of using a different spoon than usual; I propose, however, that it is not absurd. A priest, I expect, would…… Continue reading On Lunacy and Liturgy
I. Sunday Abandoned by fickle picnickers, a raspberry contemplates self- slaughter II. White string in a brown bag marked “String Too Short To Use” waits, and is comforted by paradox III. Brassy button, aloft, cries “Ah! Am I to blame for your plenteous circumference? Alas!” IV. Furtive ghost, the unmailed letter – Its baleful yellowing…… Continue reading Cinq Cinquain(ish)
When I saw you perusing the cold brew coffee in Whole Foods, it wasn’t your deftly tied scarf that caught my eye, nor the effortless je n’ais se quoi of your half-tucked shirt. No. It was the way you had ever so slightly cuffed your jeans to leave an inch of sock visible between hem…… Continue reading Ode to an Inch of Sock
1. You don’t fit my aesthetic. Your personal brand is Post-Morality My Little Pony™ and mine is Machiavellian Dairymaid™. 2. I can’t stand the way you eat asparagus. 3. You think Jack and Rose is a better couples’ costume than Sarah and the Goblin King. With me as Bowie, naturally. 4. My dog hates you, and…… Continue reading 15 Absolutely Valid Reasons to End a Relationship
Addendum: When I wrote this post, though things were anything but perfect politically, the refugee situation had not escalated to the point that it reached yesterday afternoon. I hope that while we are doing everything we can to promote the safety and decent treatment of people who need to take refuge in this country, we…… Continue reading Of Shoes, and Ships, and…Several Geese
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