I remember the sky was clear and the sun was warm on my back. I was maybe 5 years old. My family had recently moved to a house with a swimming pool. It had one of those slides that does a half-twist and spits you out into the middle, between the deep and shallow ends. Continue reading Volume XXVIII – January 2024
I have an aunt who likes to talk about her various bosses. I think she does it as a weird status symbol thing. Or it could be a case of wish fulfillment. Continue reading My Aunt
Every Thanksgiving, after dinner, the entire family gathers around the television and watches a movie. A tradition with vague origins, like any other, adhered to with religious rigor. Continue reading Volume XV – November 2021
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