Everything is heightened in high school. Our emotions and hormones are in such a state of SOS that every decision, every milestone, and every word spoken to and about us are magnified as if by one of those giant telescopes that can make the rings of Saturn look like a delightful place to vacation. The […]Read more "The Senior Class Song"
In seventh grade, I had an addiction. Many afternoons, I stayed after school to work on the yearbook and the newspaper. Our staff worked simultaneously on both and each month, our newspaper (a packet of regular paper stapled in the top left corner) was handed out in the hallways during lunch. We were each charged […]Read more "My Strange Addiction"
The curtains are closed as I enter. All around, frenetic energy pulls at my attention like a toddler pulling at mom’s shirt. Some people are in their seats, others stand, their conversations growing louder and softer like waves toppling onto the beach, yet I remain focused on the curtains, on what’s behind them, on what’s […]Read more "Animals Dressed as Humans"
I love socks. I’m one of those people who over-spends on socks that have animals and tacos and stars and dinosaurs on them. Especially dinosaurs. When I come across a pair of dinosaur socks at any given store, some sort of internal cruise control takes over my facilities and the next thing I know, I’m […]Read more "‘Sock’ it to me"