April Fox

Tag: grandmother

January 31, 2015

January 31 2015

In my trunk there is a photograph of me at age fifteen, one of my daughter at three, and my grandma’s cookie jar. There is a bag on the seat next to me with bits and pieces of her life taken from her bedroom. I haven’t looked inside but I reached in and felt a…

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September 3, 2012

missing dot.

nights like this i remember how the skin of her cheek felt like tissue gone through the wash or the petal of some unnamed flower you might happen upon walking in an otherwise forgettable wood on your way to someplace else you’d rather be. in the great big bathroom in the great big house where…

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