kelly | April 15, 2009
Today at Starbucks I found a man who might have been my father. He was too young by almost a decade, the wrong height, and his pale skin was more like mine than my father’s year-round tan. My father never would have ordered a white chocolate mocha, either. They did share the [...]
kelly | April 13, 2009
did you miss me? i missed you.
i come bearing a gift and the promise of more, soon.
first off, the gift: my favorite martini to help remind murmur.com that i exist.
and now, the promises: assuming sick babies get better soon, there should be new images coming your way via flickr, a blog post or 2 [...]
