It’s My Birthday

birthday

It’s my birthday. The very first in my life without the woman who birthed me. I’d post one of those photos here. You know the kind with the mother kneeling beside her daughter or son, as they blow out their candles, but I don’t have a single photo of me and my mother on my [Read More...]

The Making of Myth

stained glass

We are sorting through Mama’s things. Sweaters and shoes. Glassware¬†and gardening books. Microwave and toaster oven. Bedside table and table top TV. The Singer sewing machine that she used to make Easter dresses, and quilts so heavy they would make an Eskimo sweat. There isn’t a ton household of items to go through. She’d shed [Read More...]

A Delightful Announcement

baby sinner

I began growing out my hair last year. Sister Tater has always had long hair, well past her shoulders, but not me. I wore that Dorothy Hamill cut throughout my 20s and then switched it up from there. Never really growing it very long. But last year I decided I wanted long hair, as long [Read More...]


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