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it’s a wrap
Lunchtime at Casa de Swell on a soggy Sunday in late January. Mr. Forte sets his reading glasses and legal newspaper down next to his placemat (the red striped fish one). On his plate is last night’s leftover machaca rolled in a tortilla next to a spoonful of potato salad. HIM: Is this a wrap? (said…
stumbling into graceland
My walk-in closet looks like an IED exploded in it: two fat piles of jeans and slacks, another of shirts and sweaters, scattered shoes I’m tripping on. There’s a rats’ nest of hangers out in the hall. I am ruthlessly culling the old or sick or awful; I have vowed to show no mercy;…
the reason for whose season?
Dear Christmas Message Email Sender: I’m writing with the hope that we can go back to when I loved December and Christmas, when tree lots smelled like fresh-cut pines and friends stopped by with homemade cookies, when the cold outside made it all the more wonderful to be inside and warm, sliding on hardwood floors…
another addition to the frozen zoo
My handsome husband Mr. Forte (no, that’s not his real name) and I were sitting at the table this morning, eating toast and drinking Blue Bottle coffee out of our favorite dishes (his mug has a lizard and a cactus on it, my cup is plain white and the size of a small bowl)….
keepin’ it real on the bleeding hearts barricade
It began when Ellie/Thomas lived above Amy/Chris in the old brick Clay Street building, before Ellie was pregnant with Frederick or Amy and Chris were even married. It must have been in 1999, right after Chris moved to San Francisco from Manhattan. Amy rented the apartment and dragged her stuff up from Palo Alto…
her friend annie
Simone is in third grade at a school for very fortunate girls in San Francisco. One of her classmates is her best pal Annie S, big sister to three brothers and grandchild of families from a small town in Alabama. Simone and Annie have loved ballet class and all the Harry Potter books together….