Month: March 2013

Kiss of Death

My five year old meant to visit her rabbit a few weeks back when we were at our farm.  She was so excited, as she had not seen Cottontail for months.  But our caretaker, oblivious to the fragility of childhood, forgot to warn me that Cottontail had died last month.  And so our happy road […]



Onion-skinned   I did not cry.  My mother left me with my father, taking all my joy with her.  I did not cry.  My father was lifted up in the air on a private plane, strapped to a hospital bed.  I did not cry.  He told me he was coming home with my dollhouse, the one that had a green […]


Suit Yourself

A few weeks ago I had to explain myself at the dinner table.  Someone had exclaimed how I’ve managed to throw away potential and a promising career, to settle for housewife in the boondocks.  Imagine where I could be, had I held on at the country’s most prestigious law firm.  But having no propensity for […]