At swim lessons, I saw her, and part of me wondered what styling team she employed.  Rubbing sunblock on her three children, she flicked her long, curled, highlighted hair.  Her nose was thin, and her jawline slender.  I could have measured her eyelashes with a yard stick.  She crossed her legs from under her size …

Continue reading

I know you are young.  You are going to swimming lessons, and making mud pies with your cousins under the walnut trees.  You are jumping on the trampoline and inventing new ballet dances to perform in the living room.  Your bodies are small, strong, and beautiful.  Your arms and legs do wonderful things.  Your heart …

Continue reading