Sunday, February 13, 2011

simple kind

a smile that couldn't melt butter
but her heart hurts when he frowns

is unsentimental, unthinking tinkerer
toys with loving her behind every cocked grin

as if he might know more than he lets
she pretends he means more by such unattached sentences

that make the world flat and her eyes glitter
or take for granted the severity of the words

love and us

full length


father and daughter share the same name
the same home and the same hair dresser

his wife is not good with shears
and her mother faints around blood

so neither one has ever had a haircut
but wife and mother is great with a comb.

Tuesday, February 01, 2011

Homemade Marshmallows!

oh yes she did. rose flavored ones too.


i used a farm girl's recipe for homemade marshmallows (replacing the vanilla extract for 1/4 teaspoon of rose water, and added a little pink food coloring). making marshmallows is easier than it reads, actually, and that's coming from someone who is hopeless when it comes to boiling sugar.