Rikki wore herself, her other self, with aplomb. Hers was an expression of polite detachment and of slight boredom with it all. And...

She in her play pen trying to escape and me in my high chair cheering her on. Wobbly but determined she would grip the edge of the play...

Photo by Kei Scampa They literally collided, one day, in the hallway at work. One was turning a corner, rather sharply, arms loaded with...

An indelible mark Just as the older freckled hand centered the smooth cheek of the younger woman, seconds after the satisfyingly clean...

A Room of One’s Own Consider this…The doughnut hole is an integral part of the doughnut. It has a designation (doughnut hole) and a...

Sea breezes, the squawk of gulls, the scent of coco and salty air; I am at the beach. Colorful mini shops on wheels sell cheerful...