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Dirt

First performed as a reading at the QUT Literary Salon, August 2015. 

Nonfiction

Forever My Home

I vividly remember my childhood home where I had spent sixteen years of my life. My family lived in a little town called Abassiya in the… 977 more words

Family

jonathon + laura's wedding

  

A few weeks ago one of my cousins got married, and it was such a lovely reception in the backyard of his childhood home.  The pictures I snapped from the day were sort of random, I realized later (i.e.: no pictures of bride + groom, no pictures of brandon + I, either.   541 more words

Family

Nooks and Crannies

My kids still talk about our house back in Illinois: the house with the crawl spaces.

We were only the second owners when we bought it in 2000. 1,004 more words

Life

It's Where I Perfected My Pie Crust

I wonder how many times I tried to climb the old maple tree next to the sidewalk.

I never fell out. I jumped from its bottom floor into piles of leaves, piles we’d just raked. 341 more words

Non-fiction

Questing at just under 60

DAY 1–TAMPA TO SAINT AUGUSTINE

Images: The giant trash bins behind Alligator Jungle; The Bridge of Lions at grey dusk; traveler palm leaves brushing our second story window in Andy and Caroline’s garage apartment (that we found on Airbnb);  927 more words

Poetry And Writing

The Haunted House.

4 bedroom, 2.5 bathrooms, inground pool. Haunted. The house where I spent my childhood. The house where I learned and lived and lost and loved. The house that provided walls for my friendships and family nights and memory after memory. 1,251 more words