SOME ARE ORANGE DAYS

The ripe flesh of fruit in the bowl assaults her morning sensibilities. How can the day be so orange and festive when all she feels is nausea and turmoil. Grey light and the microwave beeps its warning that the cup of caffeine has been reheated enough to not scald the lining of her mouth once […]

YELLOW ROSES

She arranges yellow roses in the vase, thinking of how a friend gave her similar for her birthday some twenty-three years ago. She’d been recently divorced. Heart’s emptiness was there, happy to be pushed aside by big sunshine bright flowers, but not ready for red-tinged love. It was the day she gave up smoking and […]

A FLOWER FOR VALENTINE, THIS DAY

My grandmother’s mother gave birth.  The boy she grew and nurtured ended in France.  Launched into the trench, his name letters on a wall in Ypres. An internal examination with my obstetrician.  Nine months pregnant with a baby boy in arms the next day.  The man-child, caught on the cusp between, not much younger. Now […]