We didn’t wear the right shoes. We were dressed in too many clothes for what would ensue. By the end of the first set, we had escaped from our seats and were dancing in the aisle. By the beginning of the second set, we had kicked off our shoes and were dancing up by the […]
1. While playing scrabble last week with my friend Mara, at one point she confessed, “I want Sy Safransky (editor of the Sun Magazine) to love me.” I think I can work that line into a poem. 2. I also played with my friend Alex in the sunny alcove of her kitchen. At times her […]
I sit when others are standing…I lay when they sit…Arriving last and leaving first…I lean on walls to look less suspicious…I walk when others are running…I stop when they keep going… ~ Colleen My husband, Joe, headed down to Roanoke Sunday morning with a young man that he’s taken under his wing, to hear […]
