Beautiful One

Beautiful One

My Beautiful One, I saw you try to hide those tears yesterday.  It wasn’t easy because you were sitting in a classroom, surrounded by your peers.  What luck, you thought, that the girl next to you had just sprayed copious amounts of perfume and you could blame wet eyes on an allergic reaction. You’re getting…

Love is Like That

Love is Like That

Our kitchen table was drowning in construction paper, doilies, puffy heart-shaped stickers and contraband glitter.  The children crowded around, hard at work maximizing the sticker-to-paper ratio on their Valentines, and I was hard at work trying not to be stingy about it. Chubby little fingers wrestled with scissors and an unyielding glue bottle and someone…

The End.

The End.