Today is Donna Day. This year is the 4th year I've written about sweet Donna and her mama. My previous posts are here and here. I really loved those posts. I love them as much today as I did when I wrote them. But it feels like we keep repeating ourselves. Let's work to stop that. The first …
Reeks of Compassion
You never know who you will find inside the disguise. The protection. The armor. Just look in her eyes. Just smell his breath. Just try to imagine combing her course twisted hair. Just think what his skin looks like underneath that layer of grime. He can't remember the last time he went to the dentist …
WE GOT A NEW BED
First I was all OH BUT I LOVE THIS OLD BED AND I AM SO SENTIMENTAL ABOUT IT AND LOOK AT IT. It's held up by books. BY BOOKS! THIS OLD BED. Hand me down with hand me down mattresses from my Grammie (what a broad she was). Eliza is the only one who still enjoys …
Too Sober For This 