Aptly Named

The café aptly named The Den, located in the basement of a locally owned bookstore was my refuge. My other favorite bakery had a no-wifi and, subsequently, a no-laptops policy. Rather than having people stare at screens they wanted people staring at each other. A perfect atmosphere for a Sunday morning latté it lacked the digital sustenance… Continue reading Aptly Named

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She Wrote With Her Left Hand: A Stranger’s Biography

As I first saw her I am struck by her complex simplicity. Her hair is twisted up in a messy french twist, it is a delicate coffee-color, streaked with silver. Her clip had been tossed in without thought and throughout her day has lost it's hold on her fine strands. Time has created rivers of creases across her face… Continue reading She Wrote With Her Left Hand: A Stranger’s Biography