"If you're not feeling well," I said with a glance at his ankle, "you really don't have to join us for dinner. I can...
Speaking with Strangers
When I am sad, all is directed downward. Shoulders, eyes, corners of lips. I rarely speak as the air about me discourages converation - it f...
One of Those
You know when you're standing up after using the bathroom and realize the back hem of your skirt was in the toilet? Or when, after decid...
Time, wrinkled
In the rare instances where my televisions go quiet, I hear the ticking of clocks. In those moments, I turn my attention to them. The state...