1Nov 7, 2014
Early morning and the coffee steams. I wrap my fingers tightly over ceramic, breathing in the morning, stopping hungrily beside a window to gather up the light breaking in the sky, the emerging lines of trees, the faint colors of gold and orange and emerald. I feel desperate for a few moments of quiet waking. “NO, […]
2Mar 8, 2013
Sunday afternoon sunlight dances through the curtains, playing across the table. Riley’s fingers tap against the computer keyboard. She sits with papers strewn—bubble maps for planning paragraphs, comparison notes, an interview answered via email. She stops periodically to move her finger across the page beside her, pausing to say, “Mom, I need help over here—with […]