The table Mannie built

On Thursday I drove up to Seattle to help Sister Tater redecorate Mama’s bedroom. Mama moved into my brother’s house a year ago. I haven’t written much about it because it’s been a hard thing. There are a lot of reasons why it’s been difficult, some pretty predictable ones, like how hard it is to [Read More...]

Coffee made Perfect

They sat with their backs to me, side-by-side, next to the window. He wore a blue-and-red plaid shirt crossed over the shoulders with blue suspenders. Tracings of white etched the place where stylish sideburns surely once drew more than her eyes alone. Leaning in, he dwarfed her, the way a Sequoia might a Japanese Maple.  He’s [Read More...]


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