Monthly Archives: February 2010
When we were small
“Do you remember,” my child asks me, “when we were kids together? And we used to play trains, and hug each other, and never fight.”
“Were we kids together?” I ask.
“Yes. We were both small, and we were friends.”
“Hmm,” I say, at a… Read more
In the slick of rain
I bought my running shoes yesterday. The clerk had me run up staircases, and around marbled hallways, and elevators, and back down to the shop with each pair. The whole time I felt the exhilaration of dash and dart. So, in the blued afternoon, rain… Read more
Boy pants
I could be anything I wanted all week, until Sunday morning. On Sunday morning, I belonged to god. And by god, I mean my mother. On Sunday morning, I agreed to wear dresses, and have my hair curled, and shimmy on tights and fancy shoes. I agreed… Read more
Testify, sister.
You are in a child’s chair, a blue one. You are anxious. Your son is seated at the table to your right, with his back to you, and the Speech Therapists on either side of him. He is here today, as he was Friday, to… Read more
Check it here
“Am I the oldest person out there?” I ask, recognition like a sunrise in my windshield.
“On our team, yeah,” she says lightly. ”But maybe not the oldest person on the field.”
Is that meant to encourage me? Chasing around an indoor soccer field with… Read more