Good Strawberry

Good Strawberry

I remember Aunt Rhoda’s kitchen was cramped and white. She had a little house in Hamilton not far from Stelco steel and she drove her silver Buick with abandon. I am ten years old again and stand in amazement at the speed she drives up the asphalt lane between the...
Honu

Honu

Honu Smearing warm spit on my dive mask, almost over the fact this is gross—at least it’s my spit. The guy at the dive shop says saliva is the best at keeping the glass fog-free. (easily accessed, abundantly available, he says) The mouth piece of the snorkel...
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