other people’s mothers
I keep a catalogue, a mental inventory. There are mothers who paint portraits of cats dressed as Napoleon Bonaparte and mothers who fall asleep drunk on patterns for XXXL pajama pants, and mothers who mouth “fuck you” to their daughter in the backseat when they get lost in the family car and the daughter is...
My Mother Wants to Talk
I’m on the sidewalk in front of my next-door neighbor’s house, just returning from my morning dog walk, when my mother calls. I tell her I’m just getting home, but I can talk for five to 10 minutes. Mom says, I want to talk for more than five to 10 minutes. I say, Talk. She...
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