July 17th, 2006
The crip and the fat chick met in a church parking lot one grey and muggy late June day. The fat chick was cranky; churches make her tense and she wasn’t sure she really wanted to be there. The crip, who to the fat chick looked like a regular woman sitting in a […]
May 19th, 2006
Three years ago today this woman became a box of ash.
Three years ago today I became 34 years old.
For three years I have been trying to write something about her that’s worthy of her. Because she hated tripe and drivel and catchphrases and for some reason that’s what grief inspires. At least in […]
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