Blocking the Sunlight

We left the cab and checked into our hotel in New Orleans’s Central Business District. We unlocked our door and the hardwood floors and fan-shaped bathroom tiles delighted me. After a few minutes of roaming the room as I oriented myself, I realized something unusual. Sure, I could hear next door’s TV and the furniture…

Lines of Clothes

A pair of goggles, two stretchy swimsuits at practice for drag, one sleek team suit for meets. T-shirt, rolled jean shorts, jellies, a scrunchy to gather frizzy hair, and the sit-upon crafted in Brownies for suburban patriotism. No hands, covered toes, and cherry coke slushies for neighborhood bike rides. No denim or shorts for church….

A Moment to Reflect

The wind cools my walking-worn legs as I lounge on the charming balcony at our B&B. Sitting reassures the body after spending a morning traveling around, building up the sweat of exploring a city. It’s warm, but not stifling as the breeze continues. I might be out here for a while I think to myself. I…