Monthly Archives: November 2012

a ~ I have measured out my life with coffee spoons

I’ve written before about my intimate relationship with coffee. How the promise of a cup instills in me enough momentum to peel myself from my bed and face the daily making of sandwiches (tuna, turkey, and pb&j), and breakfast (cereal,

a ~ I have measured out my life with coffee spoons

I’ve written before about my intimate relationship with coffee. How the promise of a cup instills in me enough momentum to peel myself from my bed and face the daily making of sandwiches (tuna, turkey, and pb&j), and breakfast (cereal,

b ~ For I have known them all already, known them all / Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,

I have always felt a kindred with trees. My childhood backyard had three, one for each girl. As the oldest, the apple was mine. The pear was smaller but had great branches for climbing and for swinging upside down, while

b ~ For I have known them all already, known them all / Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,

I have always felt a kindred with trees. My childhood backyard had three, one for each girl. As the oldest, the apple was mine. The pear was smaller but had great branches for climbing and for swinging upside down, while

a ~ For I have known them all already, known them all / Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,

I am the only person awake in the entire world. Or at least the entire house. This happens not often but often enough that I know what to do. Get out of the bed, wander downstairs, make a cup of

a ~ For I have known them all already, known them all / Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,

I am the only person awake in the entire world. Or at least the entire house. This happens not often but often enough that I know what to do. Get out of the bed, wander downstairs, make a cup of