Sinkholes

The other day someone told me I was living in the past, and reminded me, quite archly, what year it is. Let me back up…. This someone called because they were under the assumption that matters of emotional delicacy could be handled via text messaging. When they realized, much too late in the “conversation,” that … More Sinkholes

Nightmare

You’re at a restaurant for dinner and order salmon, with lemon butter sauce on the side, and lightly steamed vegetables. The waiter brings you a plate of roast beef and mashed potatoes, slathered with gravy,. A few limp string beans peek out from under the white and brown mush. You say, “This isn’t what I … More Nightmare

Hunger

I’ve been thinking about aromas. When I was in college, the popular scent was patchouli. You could smell it in classrooms, dorms, practice rooms, the library…pretty much everywhere. I could never understand why women liked it. To me, it smelled like dirt. And not that fresh soil smell that rises into the air after a … More Hunger