Easter, '76


Eastertide We wake, search in Holly Hobby nightgowns. Daddy says, “I’m gonna bite his head right off.” Chocolate bunnies are hollow. Real chicks, pink, purple, green. “Your sister is allergic to rabbits.” Green plastic grass sticks to feet As the dog sits in pastel tinfoil pieces. Azalea, Forsythia, Dogwood Lenten Rose and Daffodils. “Jonquils,” Mama says. Yellow Easter dresses, white… Read more →

Riding the Roller Coaster with Steve Martin

First of all, 15 hour days completely suck ass. Especially when you are completely worn out, fighting a cold that won’t die, and with the specter of strep throat haunting your future. The last thing you want to do? Go to an elementary school talent show. You’d rather have that torture guy from Game of Thrones cut off a pinkie finger or two. Read more →