Missing Eileen

  Today is the birthday of a dear friend. A friend who I met long ago, when I took a writing course. We bonded over words and cigarettes. We came together, bringing the writing group I had together with the writing group she had into a group of people that still stay in touch. We … More Missing Eileen

The toy carnage

At any given time, in any home where small humans reside, there are toys. Lots and lots of toys. And in my house, they mostly have to do with princesses and ponies, dollies, books, costumes and more. Also at any given time, will there be leftovers. The remains of moments of play, sometimes fleeting, sometimes … More The toy carnage