the baker (MAN!)

I first suspected my husband’s affair in late August during the peak of the garden season. Those weeks when the little lettuces hid in the shadows of the squash trellis and the clusters of Italian tomatoes hung heavy and low to the ground. The Big Boys and Jet Stars ripened pink to red with the … Continue reading the baker (MAN!)


chances are (GOOD!)

When you live in a four-room apartment without any bookshelves, chances are that you don’t own a set of the Encyclopedia Britannica. And chances are that there’s no desk in the bedroom you share with your mother. The kitchen table becomes your work space. You spread out your textbooks and loose-leaf binder and mimeographed sheets of … Continue reading chances are (GOOD!)