by Andi | May 20, 2013 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
On Saturday, I wrote a eulogy for my grandfather. It involved gifts – a VCR for my family when my parents didn’t (couldn’t?) buy one, stuffed rabbits outside the door of his home in Florida one Easter morning, glazed donuts – a dozen –... by Andi | Apr 18, 2013 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
Wash your bones of their narrative. It was not always as it is. — from “Wind in a Box” by Terrance Hayes A tall lean man in a straw hat walks on a dirt road. His skin glows like chocolate syrup poured from a sauce pan. The creases by his mouth are... by Andi | Apr 17, 2013 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
Last night, P and I ventured into Staples. As we stepped through the glass doors, P said, “It smells like a school in here.” “I know. It’s dangerous. I have to keep moving, get what I need, and get out.” And it’s true. I can blow a... by Andi | Mar 23, 2013 | Andi's Book, Uncategorized, Written and Wrought
The graveyard sits in a copse of trees surrounded by a deteriorating stone wall. Most who know these farms well know it’s there, but I don’t think anyone really visits except me. My favorite person from this place is buried there. His name is Primus, and I think he... by Andi | Mar 22, 2013 | Andi's Book, God's Whisper, Written and Wrought
We had plans; boy, did Mom and I have plans. There were hot dogs and hamburgers on the grill and a big bonfire in the fire pit, complete with s’more makings. We had my white radio with the primary colored buttons out on the deck. We cleared up the driveway...