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Tuesday, January 24th, 2012

these are my hands, turning forty years old

i watched the clock turn to midnight last night after everyone was asleep and i petted the cat and i thought, there it is. 12:00am, January 24th. Lordy, lordy, look who’s forty. *** forty is the number that has no clear connection to the girl who never quite wanted to grow up and become a […]

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Tuesday, January 17th, 2012


seven years ago tonight i landed – in the middle of a snowstorm – back in PEI. for good, it seems, or for the long run, though i could not have predicted that, back then. back then, i wasn’t used to staying in the same country more than a few months. i own condiments now […]

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Monday, January 9th, 2012

the first rule of mommyblogging is: you don’t talk about mommyblogging

when i first knew Dave, he was a cocky 22 year old with a scruffy black notebook always in hand. i asked him once – because my own writing was then so closeted i turned pink anytime i cracked the spine on my journal – what he wanted to write for. did he have an end in […]

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Friday, December 30th, 2011

wash teeth if any: or welcome, End Times

so 2011, you’ve been a good year. a very good year, really. if i were a Sinatra, ripe with mellifluous tones and suave Rat Pack suits, this would be the “very good year” of song and story. screw seventeen. high school graduation and cheap alcool are only so much to croon about; thirty-nine was actually […]

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Saturday, December 24th, 2011

’twas the night before Christmas

see, it can be hard work being a believer in our house. questions, questions all the time. but you gotta give the kid credit for trying. if you celebrate tonight, Merry Christmas. if you don’t, but you hear some reindeer tonight who might be looking for food, send ’em our way. Oscar’s got ’em covered.

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Monday, December 19th, 2011

the war on Christmas: on privilege and presents

last week, in the midst of going on about class and education on the theoryblog, i waded blindly into a Twitter fracas about privilege. i was befuddled. i’ve noticed lately that people seem to reaaaaally dislike the idea of privilege. as in, violently resent it. and possibly want to throw tomatoes at it. (not to […]

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Friday, December 9th, 2011

the bungalow

“There is no escape. You can’t be a vagabond and an artist and still be a solid citizen, a wholesome, upstanding man. You say yes to the sunlight and pure fantasies, so you have to say yes to the filth and the nausea Everything is within you, gold and mud, happiness and pain, the laughter […]

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Wednesday, November 23rd, 2011

the terrible horrible no-good not-really-bad birthday

the day started innocently enough. a few minutes before seven, in the warm bed. oblivion. then a small beaming face barreling in from the darkness, arms laden with stuffed animals. behind him, the pitter patter of smaller feet, a smaller face, a smaller armload of companions. a bed party. presents opened. a giant coffee mug […]

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Wednesday, November 16th, 2011

the end of happily ever after

Oh how I wish I were a trinity, so if I lost a part of me, I’d still have two of the same to live But nobody gets a lifetime rehearsal, as specks of dust we’re universal To let this love survive would be the greatest gift that we could give. – The Indigo Girls […]

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Monday, November 7th, 2011

the thing that sucks about parenthood

domestic scene: evening. Oscar, pretending to be a busker. actually, he says he wants to be a bucker. my mind runs through a stream of adolescent obscenities before the waving guitar gives him away. ah. bussss-ker, i intone. not, uh, never mind. he is shirtless with his tiny guitar in the kitchen, one knee up […]

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