Tag: life

• March 20, 2015

  Passing

  Grief wrapped around me last night, reminding me of the hardest ache I’ve learned to live with. I curled into the bend of the couch, recalling silly things and finding solace in the way the night moves. Loss has lent itself to our family in the same season it visited last; the evening makes the…
• December 30, 2014

  Butter Pecan

  For as long as I can remember, the chair across from the television was where I would sink into for safety. She was there, my grandmother, sitting on the couch: half Indian-style, her left foot curled under her right knee and her other leg stretched out, hanging off the edge of the cushions. On commercials,…