Two Young Professionals

In the same vein as inside jokes, Jeremiah and I make use of several “inside phrases,” blips of language that seem insignificant to the unfamiliar ear but, between the two of us, host a powerhouse of memory and emotion. Two buckets on the same tree. A smart cookie. I’m eating a peach now. Dawhoo Grace-us. Working […]

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Early Morning Love

Up early this morning drinking 2-day old coffee and mumbling on in preparation for my summer intensive’s final oral report (ick! What freedom when this thing is over and done with!). Meanwhile, my husband sleeps sweetly, nested under a storm of disarrayed comforters. Watching him, my soul turns to melted butter, dappled morning light served […]

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Welcome to Reality

Eating gypsy soup (oh, garbanzo beans: the foodie throb of my choosy tongue!), typing up nursing apps, and hi-lighting pages out of my microbiology reader. Oatmeal raisin cookies in the oven while downstairs, “pot hour,” Plainfield’s favorite, hasn’t quite chimed in on the rural-urban conversation of Main St: belching cars, floozy undergrads, and a limp old man being walked by […]

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