Home again

Odd things to get used to, being home: I can understand all the conversations I eavesdrop on I can read every sign on the street There’s a car in the garage waiting for me to drive it My friends are not seven time zones away My husband is not seven time zones away Re-acclimating oneself Continue reading Home again

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Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest 2004 Results She resolved to end the love affair with Ramon tonight . . . summarily, like Martha Stewart ripping the sand vein out of a shrimp’s tail . . . though the term “love affair” now struck her as a ridiculous euphemism . . . not unlike “sand vein,” which is Continue reading qotd