Red's Wrap
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Tag: apology
Reconciliation Redux
Eight years ago, after visiting my parents’ graves in Hastings, Michigan, after arranging flowers and sprinkling birdseed to attract the finches my father loved, and after wiping off the moss that had already started to spread on their headstones, I went with my husband… Continue Reading “Reconciliation Redux”
Pressed
“He thinks you did it on purpose.” “That’s crazy. Like I’d purposely bump him so he spills coffee on his shirt.” Ramon laughed and lit another cigarette. He smoked so much, sometimes there was one going in the ashtray at the same time he… Continue Reading “Pressed”
It’s Not Your Fault
I just apologized to the complete stranger that I snapped at five minutes ago while we were both standing in line to be seated at the Terrace Cafe at Beau Rivage Casino in Biloxi, Mississippi, where I have no place being because I’m not… Continue Reading “It’s Not Your Fault”
What’s the Expiration Date on a Grudge?
You’re dead to me. No, seriously. You are dead to me. If you are, in fact, alive and breathing, don’t breathe on me. Don’t sit near me. Don’t say hello. Don’t be civil. Just be gone. Not a grudge holder? Then you can’t relate… Continue Reading “What’s the Expiration Date on a Grudge?”
Oh. So Sorry.
Friends are fleeting but memories long, the many grave trespasses layered like old earth, part of the soil on the paths where people walk, looking for footprints of the thing to be feared.
Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect.
Jan’s essay “At the Breakfast Bar” on WUWM Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “The Parish Hall,” on WUWM Lake Effect May 27, 2020
“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
