Tag Archives: Love

the boy who crossed the street

Posted on February 24, 2017 by TRISTA

Two days before a tantrum that would result in my bursting into tears, my kiddo stood on the edge of a curb and seemed afraid to cross the street. We  had practiced this a lot, and he’d never shown fear … Continue reading →

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Emptiness and Buzz Lightyear Shampoo

Posted on October 4, 2014 by TRISTA

As you know from this post and this one, I live in a neighborhood with a generous scattering of poetry poles. Yesterday, I stopped to read a poem for the third or fourth time. I walk past this particular house … Continue reading →

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The Saddest Valentine Ever?

Posted on February 15, 2014 by TRISTA

I have a powerful memory of reading “The Fog Horn” in Ms. Griffin’s Freshman English class:  The sound of a fog horn attracts a sea monster living in the deepest part of the ocean.  This ancient creature is the last … Continue reading →

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