Big events – birthdays, first and last days of school, annual holidays and gatherings – are signposts of the singular direction of time.
Category Archives: Creative non-fiction
I Call Them “Athleisure Trousers” OR Sun Chips in the Light of Dey
My kids needed pants.
They have pants.
They did not want to get new pants.
But they needed pants.
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On Learning to Exhale and Give My Spleen a Staycation
I threw out my shapewear yesterday.
Surprisingly, over the years I’ve amassed quite a collection.
Unsurprisingly I was able to squeeze the entire lot of it into one small bag.
Spanx, Flexees, Wacoal, Gee You Have A Fat Asset. Off-brand. Expensive. Bargain Brand. Spandex. Bone-in. Rib-Eye.
All designed to smooth things out. To make clothes “lie” better. That’s the line, right?
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Jackie Pick 