Just in case you’re still hungry.

Listen with the night falling we are saying thank you we are stopping on the bridges to bow from the railings we are running out of the glass rooms with our mouths full of food to look at the sky … Continue reading →

I’ve been here all along –here in the dark of my room, crouching behind my eyes, hoping you won’t notice how swollen they are.  They and the back of my throat.  Oh, and my fingers.  My fingers are swollen from … Continue reading →

Wilson!  Caught by surveillance camera after donning his Sylvester Stallone disguise and attempting to sneak through the food line a second time.  When questioned by authorities, he defended his disgraceful behavior by pointing out that he was simply and magnanimously saving starving children from the shame … Continue reading →

I’ve missed you.  Things have happened.  Occurrences have occurred.  I’ve shrugged my shoulders but it hasn’t made the light change or the carpet heal itself or the yard grow vegetables or the heat go away.  Apparently, shoulder shrugging doesn’t influence … Continue reading →

Please take heed of this public service announcement, which I’ve kindly provided for educational purposes to those who live in states that now require hands-free cell phone operation while driving.

My mother was a Jell-o maker.  All mothers were back then.  My mother had a collection of copper Jell-o molds; rings of assorted sizes, rounds, square pans, a Christmas tree,  a bunny.  She wore an apron that she’d hold out and wrap around me … Continue reading →

To all the Grandmothers, Grandmas, Grammys, Nannys, MeeMaws, MeeMees, Nannas, YaYas TuTus, NeeNees, Omas, Bubbies, Satvas, MooMoos, Nonnys, Nanos, Omas, Grossmutters, Mormors, Babushkas,  Mummis, Mummos, Abuelas, Grandcrackers and anyone else I may have forgotten — I feel your joy! P.S.  … Continue reading →

      Instead of writing about today’s events, I’d rather tell you how the trees have forgotten that it’s almost the middle of November and the only way we get golden trees in Phoenix is by looking at stunning … Continue reading →

These are the feet of Bryson Evan. When they get large enough, They’ll wriggle out from the wrappings of their blanket and learn About the coolness of tile and the tickliness of grass. They’ll stand and hold the weight of … Continue reading →