The warmth is lovely. The terror of investigation into my pre-teen crushes is not.
Tag: humor
Electric Childhood
We smiled at each other down in the dirt, sharing the strange moment of having survived.
Almost Zipped
Still, I felt so powerful clomping around in them again.
A Study in Normalcy
A good neighbor, I believe, is courteous. Quiet. We help each other out here and there when absolutely needed — it’s reciprocal — and we say hello.
Jasmine on the Grave 