Easter in the District

We millennials forage for ham in the ice-lined tubs at Target, Pausing for jelly beans and Cadbury eggs, Hardly ashamed that strategic product placement works on us. It is baseball opener, and on the way home, we ride too far Because the Metro is packed with jerseys, and we’re looking at them High from the […]

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Valentine’s Day

Morning, Valentine’s Day, 2012. I bound out of my bedroom, dressed in red, grinning like a fool.  It’s one of my favorite holidays, particularly because of the general mood of goodwill that pervades the day.  Also because of the chocolate. “Happy Valentine’s Day!” I say to my roommate. With as much darkness as she can […]

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D.C. Christmas

Dear Friends, I have a lot to tell you, mostly explanations regarding the setting of the following poem. But for now, Merry Christmas.   ‘Twas the night before Christmas, DC was serene. Congress was on holiday; no C-SPAN to be seen. No stockings this year, and no tree to be had: Such things are too […]

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Thanksgiving 2013

I’m thankful for hands that can mop floors, cut out dough circles, set the table. For a sister who will watch Lena’s Holiday with appropriate levels of shock and delight when it’s found at the end of the taped-from-TV Home Alone tape. For exciting job prospects. For a dog who will submit to being “hitched” […]

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Thanksgiving Eve

Today, I … Hid the Ghost Reaper behind Amy’s bedroom door and posed her stuffed German Shepherd in its arms.  Nothing says “welcome home” like a tasteful prank. Cleaned room, bathroom, and parts of living room and kitchen in preparation for Thanksgiving company. Rearranged my bookshelf (a task I delight in).  I have my books […]

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Thanksgiving: 12

Thanksgiving is always at our house. Thanksgiving is watching Home Alone in the basement with the cousins, even though it’s technically a Christmas movie. Thanksgiving is Grandpa speaking German to the dog as he makes the gravy and she salivates from her rug.  I haven’t yet taken my year of University German, but I’m old […]

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Will You Be My Valentine?

Happy Valentine’s Day!  I’ve noticed that when it comes to this particular holiday, there are lovers and there are haters.  I am a lover.  I love the chocolate, I love the cards, I love the flowers, I love the red and pink.  I love the air of excitement: you never know who you’re going to […]

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Fin 2012

I have just come to the startling realization that I do not own Wuthering Heights.  My favorite of the Bronte novels, the quintessential Byronic, I-just-want-to-hole-myself-up-with-lightning-in-the-background-and-rage-at-Cathy’s-moronic-actions-and-then-cross-my-arms-in-smugness-because-now-Heathcliff’s-available novel.  Or at least, that’s how it is for me. Anyway, I dug for about fifteen minutes, came up with six other books I should read in the near future (Les […]

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