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“let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences”

Sylvia Plath

the goldfinch

I’m out on a run through orange groves again and when I turn my head at a yellow flash I see that it’s a goldfinch a symbol of hope and I hope that’s true because I’m desperate for it

on the murders of my aunt and uncle

when the person got back from Iraq the words post traumatic stress disorder buzzed around the person like flies but the doctors swatted them away to say that the person is good to go

Why We’re Not Crazy for Moving to Spain

It’s funny. Years ago, Steve and I were on a walk in our Florida neighborhood, chatting about life and what not, and he mentioned the idea of teaching internationally, maybe in Spain. Wouldn’t it be an adventure? Wouldn’t it be fun? And wouldn’t it be great for us to all speak Spanish? I was ardently…

Yep, We Moved to Spain

The story of moving to Spain actually begins with our move to Quito, Ecuador in 2020. We were living in Florida at the time, feeling like we needed a big life change. We really wanted our kids (and ourselves!) to become bilingual, and what better way to do that than to live in a Spanish-speaking…

lemon

I can’t stop thinking about the tangerines Mom and then the other citrus fruits come to mind, too like lemons the wedge you’d always ask for in water

A Beautiful Time

Will you still love me when I’m no longer young and beautiful?   Lana Del Rey A fingernail. She turned it over in her hand, examining it. She had seen it lying on the bathroom floor, odd and out of place. Feeling a small rise in her stomach, she covered her mouth, willing the nausea to…

tangerines

walking down the stairs you tripped holding a bowl of tangerines you tripped they rolled around and down stairs you had a hand on the railing but crumpled hand still clinging arm stretched and I and I I reached for tangerines


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