I hate my clumsiness. Made it through Earl fine, walked up to a friend’s wedding reception at the Armories and of course I tripped over a down tree branch and hurt my knee. —Sore and Bruised
collateral damage
Posted inLove the Way We Bitch/Love
Little Red Duck Hats
Hey Kids, and/or Parents of said Kids, when you’re done with your shootouts in the Public Gardens, pick up your spent rounds! I’m sick of walking past benches littered with little red popgun cap rings all over the place. They’re not going to biodegrade, and the ducks aren’t going to discover them as a new […]
Posted inArts + Music
Those left behind
Scott Chisholm knows better than most how difficult it is to speak openly about suicide. “It’s such a difficult word to say, let alone a subject to talk about,” he says. Nearly 30 years after his own father’s suicide, Chisholm’s voice still drops to a hushed whisper whenever the word lands in one of his […]
