January 30, 2012
The earliest memory I have of my mother comes back to me in the uncapping of a jar of Vicks Vapor Rub. Opening the jar and releasing that strong mentholated greasy aroma into the room and offering it up to my olfactory senses is for me like letting a ‘genie out of a bottle’ with [...]
January 17, 2012
Standing in this early morning light watching as it softly calls to the colors in my world: wake-up, wake-up, you sea-foam greens, you sandy shores, you burnt offerings, seeing it as it rhythmically dances with my walls, makes love to my furnishings- what pleasure I find in bearing witness to this day as it unfolds, [...]
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