More of a story than a thought
Amid the starlight was the ever glow of the moon, that mother of the sky watching over every beating heart, steady and true. She was reflecting off the backyard pond, splashing down its watery white-silver glow, illuminating the houses surrounding her. And in the distance, the trees were silhouetted against the deep, dark sky. “So, […]
“Hello,” she said, picking up the kitchen phone. “No. Not yet. Yes, they’re both here. Okay, let me just give it to him and I’ll meet you at Neiman’s in about twenty minutes.” Upon hanging up, my mother walked into the dining room, picked up a large white Macy’s box, and dropped it on my
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The small room was filling up on this very warm, and humid July South Florida morning. Old friends and family from New York had arrived at Palm Beach International Airport on the same flight without knowing they were heading to the same destination. The backroom saw the family standing by Maddie Gibbs, draped in black
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I was looking at old photographs last week. I could look at photos all day long, which is why all my photo albums are in the closet and I rarely allow myself to look at my Google Photos during the week. But there I was staring at me, cute as a button, at eight years
Love is a funny thing. Every Friday when I was five, my mother drove me to my grandmother’s house. My brother and sister were in school, and my mother’s beauty parlor was near Nanny. She dropped me off at ten o’clock and would reappear after lunch with her hair coiffed majestically and a trunk filled
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Three o’clock in the morning can seem glorious. It’s quiet. It’s eternal. And all problems are on hold. When I was in my twenties 3 a.m. meant I had been out drinking in New York City and was happy to make it back to my apartment with no visible signs of stupidity (i.e. lost wallet,