Yearly Archives: 2025

Take the Pictures: Moments We Capture

I take several pictures of the four of them, their expressions ranging from serious to not-so-serious. These are the last pictures I will take of Mom.

Skirts

There is no mirror. I use my boyfriend’s eyes. I am wearing one of my mom’s miniskirts. It’s vintage.

270 days

As days turned into weeks and I remembered just why I did what I did, every damn thing I had left slowly caught up with me.

Die kleine Zeitreisenden (The Little Time Travelers)

The picture was a portrait of my grandfather, Wilhelm Werner Fuchs, and his older brother, Herbert Heinrich Fuchs, 2 and 4 years old respectively.

F*ck You

And then there is that other mug. The one you bought but never had the chance to give. The white one with the words “f*ck you” written in black.

Talk to Me

Through the closed door I hear her narration. This is new– talking to herself as she walks herself through the process of trying to get dressed.

Vanlife, a diary, Part One

Harley is, like me, a tree gawker, always with his gaze directed onto the speeding highway...unlike me he almost never pipes up in the van.

The Hegemony of Spoons

Basmati rice was a luxury good that had to be bought at whatever the shopkeeper wanted to sell it for. The shorter grained varieties, less expensive than Basmati, were covered by the ration card

Bruises, Milk, Mud and Grass

I waited for the milk to be packed and forced my gaze away from the pastry and sweets display.

My Midnight In Prague

Reaching the top, the golden grandeur of Prague Castle and its Cathedral of St. Vitus is stunning. This is the largest ancient castle in the world.

Retired Girl Gone Wild

The wild, reckless girl I'd been was chomping at the bit. The next day, I drove to a dispensary and bought myself three perfectly rolled joints.

My Brother’s Game Room

My brother started college in 2008, and for the next fifteen years, his game room changed hardly at all.
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