Author Archives: jessica
Union
This is Ellen and Sonny. We pass them on the road to my Mother-in-law’s home every time we visit. Every time. Sometimes multiple times a day. Sonny is always on his porch. The only thing that has changed in our … Continue reading
Groaning
It looks a bit like a used book store for sad people around here. Every flat surface is littered with something like, Cancer: What good is it anyway?, Grieving your dead sibling, or, Sorry your kid died: Here’s a list … Continue reading
Not Whole
Can’t they see the hole blown right through me? It’s so huge. I can’t imagine they don’t see it? They avert their eyes, looking at everything, anything, but the hole. How can we even be having this pointless conversation when … Continue reading
road trippin’
24 days, over 4000 miles, rest stops, hotel pools, Graceland, Aunts and Uncles, Aquarium, swimming, beach, hermit crabs, music, Family reunion, first crush, upside down roller coaster, mountains, G-ma, friends, creeks, exploring, shopping, crying, laughing, sitting naked in the rain, … Continue reading
weeping
weep |w?p|verb ( past and past part. wept |wept|) [ intrans. ]1 shed tears : a grieving mother wept over the body of her daughter | [ trans. ] he wept bitter tears at her cruelty.• utter or express with … Continue reading