Our conversations were more candid in her final weeks. Aunt Dino’s time was limited and we all had a dwindling tolerance for frivolities. So when she broke the silence with a declaration about my mother, no one made a peep. “She was a goddess!” Aunt Dino said with fervor. “Untouchable.” And ...
The Book Of Sister-lations: Price Proverbs about sisterhood
Sisterhood feels like that late-night, eyes-tight, head-shaking giggle, when you remember once again that your sibling is a damn fool. It’s the last good feeling you have before you drift off to sleep: comfortable, content, secure, and safe. It’s sacred, and esoteric, and true as a ...
In Which I Laugh [and Cry] in the Face of Death [VIDEO!]
Death is a teacher and we're bound to take her class. I just happen to be a repeat student. Either I’m forever failing, or I’m the teacher’s favorite. If you keep up with me at all, you know that I’ve dealt with a fair share of death’s nonsense between July and today. In my case, when things ...
Misery at the Mercy of the Metro
I left at 5:00 pm sharp. Sharp, you hear me? Determined to have a peaceful and productive evening that leads into a peaceful and productive weekend. But the WMATA is the veins of satan himself and so I was made to wait. And wait and wait and wait. Forty minutes passed before I gave up and thought ...
The Most Lit Funeral I’ve Ever Attended
It felt like church on first Sunday. I clapped and laughed and sang and was almost a little jarred each time I remembered there was a casket in front of me. A few glances to the left would remind me of the major loss felt there. I looked at my clapping hands and leaned in to my sister’s ear, wanting ...
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