The Wormlips Scrapbook

As I try to figure out good ways to plow through these first weeks of life without Lulu in residence, I thought it might be enlightening to ask people about their own experiences: BS (mid-fifties-ish), California “At first it was hard but soon I was just happy to have my house to myself again. I’m [...]

Okay, this is really weird. As soon as I left for college back in nineteen-aught-seventy-two, my mother started sending clippings: first, newspaper articles about acquaintances’ weddings. Then the jobs, honors and children of these same people. Now, of course, the deaths have started rolling in, mostly of adults important to me when I was young, [...]

I don’t feel well today. Too many gumdrops? Wouldn’t you think that after a week in Antigua I’d stop getting lost? Today was our first day of Spanish school. Our house is due south of the school so I’m not sure why we started walking west but we did, ominously passing the cemetery and then [...]