4/28/09
pollen on my laptop. leaves on my bedspread. it seems a sin to have the windows closed on such a breeze. i hang my laundry on the line in the backyard to try and catch the smell of spring, but i have to shake the yellow dust and tiny maroon buds off of my clothes before i fold them. eventually, the drugs will wear off and i'll be allergic to my own socks. worth it? worth it.
12/22/09 Stella speaks to me. Directly. She chirps and her eyebrows go up and down and they furrow in a strangely familiar way The eyebrows sometimes say, “As we speak, something magical is comme
10/3/09 "Do you ever think that the American family is suffering a crisis. When you look around you, do you see the family falling apart. I know I do, and I'm sure you do, too. I am here to tell yo
9/24/09 She's here. Officially an individual. The previous nine months of preparation, fuss, and hype still haven't lived up to the fact that she's here, as in on the earth, as in a real live person