Monthly Archives: January 2011

One day, I’ll probably write a more detailed account of growing up in an ice rink. For now, I wanted to draft a sketch. This is a revision of one of my first posts. Even with cuts, it’s still long, … Continue reading →

He didn’t cry on his birth day. He peed on my floppy stomach, nursed energetically, made small chirps from his look out in a swaddling blanket, wandered the hospital room with those large hazel eyes and sighed while he slept … Continue reading →

it is really best if i don’t tell what didn’t happen until i can find a place in my heart for pretend can i have coffee with my characters is that what i need to do have them over when … Continue reading →