I was born a mile from the Pacific Ocean, in the land of the midnight sun.
By the time I was thirteen years old, I had moved thirteen times.
The first thing I ever stole was a French textbook.
I graduated from college at age 20, and had an M.A. at 21.
I used to teach English as a foreign language.
I met a Gemini who wouldn’t commit to anything. He hasn’t left my side for 16 years.
I became a naturalized citizen of another country.
I returned to the U.S.
I live in the middle of nowhere: just fields from here to the horizon. Somehow we always have house guests. It’s the pub at the edge of the world.
I have a need to know. Give me a thread and I’ll unravel the whole damn sweater.
I’ve been to some of the underworlds. I’ve been lost in the maze of my own mind. I’m not the psychopomp, but I’m a passable understudy. If you ever need a guide, I’m the girl with a ball of string.
My French is still terrible.