“No Stop of the Zeroes” by Tamar Jacobs
It is hard to explain about staring at people.
It is hard to explain about staring at people.
For my daughter, “Shit!” became the Shit . . .
For my daughter, “Shit!” became the Shit . . .
It started when she was quite young. . .
So there I was being selfishly glum after learning that tonight’s tenth anniversary dinner reservations had to be cancelled . . .
Since I am 6’4”, Black, and a furry dude to boot, I am not your typical Upper Westside Mom. . .
I was putting to bed my 11-month old granddaughter, the half of the twin team. . .
She was right, I just got him seven minutes ago, but it was my turn again . . .