I grew up in a small house, with acres of tall grass and layers of woodland. In winter we made snowmen; carrot noses and knitted scarves. In autumn we lived in leaves, crunching in our hands and flying away with the wind. We jumped through sprinklers throughout the hot summers. Grass shavings stuck to our […]Read More Massachusetts
Mom warned us not to stay up too late. The air mattress we squeezed inside your blue-green room fits just right, and sometimes I contemplate never leaving this spot. The closet behind me always enticed me. My favorite hide-and-go-seek spot. It goes so far back, it’s impossible to find what you are looking for. I […]Read More Your Green Curtain.