Shedding

Daughter, fourteen, and every weekday morning soap-scummed strands of long, copper hair gum the drain. Five-minute showers for the rest of us. Mucky water mauls our ankles. Saturday, I forgo yoga to auger the pipe. A satisfying grind for a bustling fixer of fixable things. She wakes late. Mussy. Dragging. Even so, the dog leaps […]

The Wedding Dance

Nana hangs the gold-leaf frame in her kitchen. Lifts me up, and hips me in to see it. What strikes first is reeling, kissing, red— then the bulging bagpipes and a flute. Hats are helmets—black, brown, mostly white, atop pale faces—gossips, lovers, watchers. Elm trees rise and loom over tripping clogs. Scarlet scarves and skirts […]