Monthly Archives: April 2007

How We Got to Chicago

How We Got to Chicago

I can’t remember how we got to Chicago. Is that strange? Granted, it’s been six years now, and granted, there were, as I recall, a number …

 

No Woman, No Cry

No Woman, No Cry

When I first heard that song I thought it was amazing. Affirming and mature, something on a similar level, to, say, “I Will Survive,” but …

 

A New Poem

A New Poem

I. Hello. How can I possibly call you? It’s too much to think about, I push the phone aside. II. Back in the old days things were different, I’d clamber over …

 

The Angels Want to Wear My Red Shoes

The Angels Want to Wear My Red Shoes

I promise, this is not going to turn into a shoe blog. But rainy days just haven’t been the same since I got rubber boots. Mostly, …

 

Just Looking For A Place To Live

Just Looking For A Place To Live

First off, the realtor informed us that “split bedroom” means that the living room is the second bedroom listed, a claim I can’t negate with …