Graduate

I lay on the grassy hill, my legs bent up behind me, my chin resting on my hands. The voice of my friend on the phone is so young. Much younger than her years. We are chatting about current events that trigger young places in her lovely yet trauma-filled life. I’m listening carefully. I want…

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Darling Mom

“I don’t need you, MOM! I don’t need you!” I hear this screamed by a large, fit, and well-dressed man. He is a study in contradiction. He has a large pack which suggests to me that he could be homeless. He is huge, more than six feet tall. He appears mentally ill. He is screaming…

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You Are Welcome

Hospitality: The friendly and generous reception of guests. I have a love/hate relationship with hospitality. It feels formal with the connotation of performance and I feel unnatural and fake. When I first had children, hospitality was a strange cocktail. I really did want friends in my life. But I also felt pressure to have the…

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