Crocodile Dentist

When I was younger, I wanted more than anything to pull a light down and close to a crocodile.  To ask him politely to open his mouth.  To have him comply.  To grasp my little mirror and hook and start pressing and scraping , ivory surface, white surface, bits of maybe-brown that I would have […]

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Which Do You Want First

Bad news is a potato and good news is truffle oil.  I love truffle oil, but I feel strange about it immediately.  What do you do with it?  If you agree, I know you like Woody Allen.  Bad news is a fine, solid business.  The potato I can’t live without.  I know what to do with […]

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Midsummer

She’s still living with the consolation-prize cat. “Haughty,” she says. “Patches gives me the cold shoulder.” My grandmother, the cat, and I, all green eyed, all on the couch. “They are building a new Alzheimer’s unit,” she says. “I don’t think I have it. Do you?” The cat jumps to the windowsill to watch the […]

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Furniture

Friends were redecorating, and brought me a La-z-boy.  I wasn’t completely committed to accepting a big piece of furniture.  Then someone told me, “Maybe you should have a comfortable place to sit in your apartment.”  Although I am thirty-five, I don’t have a mature view of furniture.  Furniture is something other people give me when […]

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