A Softer Shade of Red

At 18, living alone in a new city, there was a day I decided to wear only red. The color would be my brand, my hallmark, my calling card. In a strange new place, where I was as of yet anonymous, I could choose to become anyone, anything. I chose red. I visited dozens of… Continue reading A Softer Shade of Red

Saguaro Blossoms

Whizzing north on the 17 Pandora blasting and the girls and I screaming along all tone-deaf enthusiasm¬† shouting out the lyrics we know and mumbling the rest I’ve got one hand on the wheel cruise control set to 79 It’s only Spring- late April and the heat’s already started falling down on this hellish valley… Continue reading Saguaro Blossoms