At Least You’re Not Lonely Alone


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I am never alone, and I don’t mean in the Jesus way. Someone is always touching me or talking to me. I mother two monkeys five and under and have a fifteen year old who is, comparative to her peers, overly physically affectionate, and so they are on me, beside me, or about to be […]

March 2, 2017

Dirty Apples and the Friends Who Eat Them – #NPM15


Literology

She wasn’t scared when I inquired about the state of her apples, red and suspicious instead of delicious, looking as though they’d been painted to look like mimes, then wiped clean by a lazy person who may have mumbled, “oil based” and “impossible,” my go-to words for laundry and for art.   She said, “I […]

April 1, 2015

If Readers Were Like Runners…


Literology

I’m convinced my friends are among the smartest and most compassionate on the planet when they, year after year, go to Disney World to run their half-marathons and 10Ks and don’t invite me. What on this earth would a thirty-something desk-fat workaholic do on an exer-cation in the middle of February? The answer is fall […]

February 21, 2015