It was the still, sticky, egg-yolk afternoons that made her think of mothers, sisters, aunts and grandmothers. When the sun is her stinkiest, the salt dissipating from her skin and bubbles on the pores of everyone and everything she laid her eyes on, that was when cotton dresses, floral patterns, gold bands and blue stonesContinue reading “Egg-Yolk Sunshine State of Mind”
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The Best Breadcrumbs
“Tell me about your dreams”, his mother says. She slices through a cool cucumber that seemed to have lost all its juice. He wants to say that he won’t eat this powdery mildew; that she will one day end up with a fungal disease if she lets her vegetables sit around the bottom drawer allContinue reading “The Best Breadcrumbs”
Fire Island Scribbles – 1-
A dialogue about people – I like raw people – So, like, what? You like them uncooked? – …. Yes. I like them uncooked. Not even seared, not the slightest heat touching them. – Do they also have to be whole? Or can they be sliced, chopped, julienned? – The knife can have touched them,Continue reading “Fire Island Scribbles – 1-“
Beisan's Burble 