Category Archives: Et Cetera

Might have been the fish tacos

For ten miserable hours, I leaned my weary forehead against the cool glass of the van. You don’t want to know what happened in every squat toilet between the Atlas Mountains and the sea at Essaouira. Let’s just say I … Continue reading

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I Peppered His Feet

I explained an idiom, but he brushed me off, pretending he’d already learned it. ‘Cause he knew it all, that old Swiss boyfriend. My greatest victory: He told a new friend, “That really peppers my feet” and thought it was … Continue reading

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Waters of Indifference

I trawl through waters of indifference to teach twelve-year-olds of Sirens, but what do they know of longing? Sneaking gum into class, or texts at lockers, they ride the waves of their impulses, but can’t imagine a lure that could … Continue reading

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Rich Relations

A day with rich relations loomed across the state. My state: annoyed. They called us slobs and the Addams Family. So I ignored my flowery jumper and wore my army green t-shirt, bleach-splotched and torn, truly insisting that it was … Continue reading

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It watched me like a hawk

I spied a huge hawk and turkey vulture in my backyard. Phone in my pocket, I crept back there for a photo. Hawk tore into the nasty remains of a baby raccoon I had seen it guarding two days earlier. … Continue reading

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Yeah Write Interview Series

Thanks to yeah write for featuring me in their interview series. yeah write is a great community for “writers who blog and bloggers who write.” Who’s on fourth: yeah write interviews Marcy of (Don’t Be) Too Timid and Squeamish Places … Continue reading

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Where Harry Met Sally: That’s All.

With a love of romantic comedy and cured deli meats, there was a natural spot for me, Sally’s spot, where they hoped I had what she was having. I didn’t, but corned beef and a day in Manhattan were good … Continue reading

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Gurgles at the Engaged Encounter

  When the priest raised sexual relations, my fiance’s intestines gurgled. Other couples turned and stared, so of course we giggled. The priest reassured us; some couples find this awkward, but he didn’t hear the ungodly sounds coming from my … Continue reading

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A Shutter’s Click

Sometimes, in a shutter’s click, the camera sees all the way through, while life swirls around, a coursing river of distraction, and the child keeps changing, sometimes distant, deceitful, yet that moment remains, a record of grace, a testament of … Continue reading

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Middle School Grammar Lesson

Image by 55Laney69 (Creative Commons) Slaps here, insults there. Some aches won’t ever go away. Hurt: the adjective describes the noun. They jab and tease, or, worse, exclude. Hurt: the action word. The teacher parses the axiom: “Hurt people hurt … Continue reading

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