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Ingrown
45 years old and all I can see is this gigantic, gargantuan, revolting blemish on my chin. O panoply of ever-so-microscopic yet irksome concerns… in truth I’d rather occupy myself with fussing over the legitimate needs of a small person– but that’s a whole ‘nother topic. In the meanwhile I excavate the geography of my ...
Schoolmarm Chic
I have a problem. A thrift problem. Lately when I play dressup, I’ve caught myself thinking of the style I’m concocting as Gypsy Schoolmarm Chic (swirly typeface in my head). Liking the whirly wild of the one combined with the sexy stern of the other, I offer it up as a sort of fanfic elaboration of ...
Ketchup
Snow today, readying for the weather. Up early with the spouse to help build plow teams. Coffee and raisin toast, litany of nightly carnage on the morning news. Write a book, he says. This thingamajiggy is only for people who write books. Instead I write a moany email to to a friend. All about my ...
