Sit at my table

What is luscious

sitatmytable — Sun, 29 Jan 2012 08:20:30 +0000

Earl grey, old friends,
Stash violet tea packets,
peppery cocktails,
and the glazed wings
at Pok Pok.

Begin

sitatmytable — Sat, 28 Jan 2012 07:02:50 +0000

Again.
And again.
And again.
I kind of hate this part,
but it’s pretty crucial.

Dust to dust to stardust

sitatmytable — Fri, 27 Jan 2012 04:59:32 +0000

Today we talked about how
people turn into earth after they die,
just like plants do.
She likened it to the way the garden compost
turns into new vegetables for us to eat.
It’s really healthy for the earth,
she opined.
Sad for the people, though.

A different kind of cocktail hour

sitatmytable — Thu, 26 Jan 2012 02:39:01 +0000

We sit in a hot bath.
We watch the steam rise
from our red arms and legs.
We crunch icy cold snap peas
and discuss
–oh, such things.

The whole point

sitatmytable — Wed, 25 Jan 2012 06:29:03 +0000

I refused to read her an extra story.
What’s the point? she sobbed.
What’s the whole point of having a mother??
I had to bite back a grin.
I’m counting that as progress.

Luster

sitatmytable — Tue, 24 Jan 2012 03:48:02 +0000

Coming home,
the familiar objects seem to glow.
Isn’t everything shiny, Mama? she asks.
And it is.

Home

sitatmytable — Mon, 23 Jan 2012 05:39:09 +0000

Has never been more beautiful.
And I have never been greeted
with such loving hugs and ardent kisses
and hydrangeas in my vases and
not one
but two
lasagnas in my fridge
waiting to be put in the oven.
Sweet indeed.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch…

sitatmytable — Sun, 22 Jan 2012 07:29:50 +0000

This is a guest post from Jenny Shih, superhero and

Best Babysitter Ever.

Oh, Jenny, she said.

You are not very good at that.

I can help you.

My mom is a good drawer, too.

We can both teach you.

Click

sitatmytable — Sat, 21 Jan 2012 02:01:35 +0000

That’s the sound of clarity.

You know what’s hilarious?

sitatmytable — Fri, 20 Jan 2012 04:12:50 +0000

How we each think
we’re so small,
so tiny.