still, sleepless in the bottom of the house he lays asleep upstairs, warm, the familiar sound of his breathing filling the space at the head of the…… Read more “still”
Author: kate
rhyme or reason
I can’t remember the first really bad thing that happened to me. I wonder if time has dulled the senses or if I was lucky enough to…… Read more “rhyme or reason”
paint and pillows
Last night we had a conversation. The kind that makes you a little sad. Well, not you, but me. Mothers day; from the end of April I…… Read more “paint and pillows”
false hope
My blouse is tear-stained and my mascara is collected in streaks down my face. My car smells like toothpaste from the trunk full of dental products I…… Read more “false hope”
umbrella
I sit here, just past midnight, with an empty mug beside me; my breath milky like a drunken infant. Fidgeting at the kitchen table, jumping between open…… Read more “umbrella”
sixty thousand
It’s a strange milestone, I don’t think I noticed when the odometer went to 50K. On the drive home, I was thinking about where I’ve been. The…… Read more “sixty thousand”
when you’re smiling
Managing a dental practice is not thrilling work. Patients are great, but insurance companies suck. I enjoy my coworkers, but not the smell of the office. Today may…… Read more “when you’re smiling”
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