My eyes flew open to the blue wallpaper. I could hear the heat kick on, two floors down. The loud clanging sounds meant one thing, getting louder and faster, sounding as if a lumberjack was locked inside the furnace and swinging his axe. For three days, our house had no heat. My sisters and I … Continue reading The Hugging Pipe
circa-77
Go Back to the Park
Author's Note: This story has been hidden under a dull title! I'm reposting it today. I walked inside the rhododendron bush that was two stories high, planted years ago by the hunchback, the first person to live in our blue Ardsley house. We could walk in to this rhododendron bush as if it were a … Continue reading Go Back to the Park
The Surprise
I was the girl who could climb trees and outrun boys. Dusk made me invincible, as if I were running faster than I actually was, so I loved to play games like Manhunt when the light was fading and I could tear across a stranger's lawn or an empty golf course. So, in Canada, when … Continue reading The Surprise
Big, Blue Duffel: Intro to the Canada Series
(circa 1980) An original life is unexplored territory. You don’t get there by taking a taxi— You get there by carrying a canoe. –Alan Alda The Canada series starts in LaGuardia airport in New York, with my mother running after the camp director, yelling at his flanneled back, “Make sure my daughter takes her medicine!” … Continue reading Big, Blue Duffel: Intro to the Canada Series
Circa 77 