A Rainbow of Fire

Your Bobba embroidered that tablecloth with a rainbow of fire, showed the world she was more than just a simple country girl. Years ago you gave it to your sister, thinking her the collector of heirlooms, thinking you - Lady of Zen - could live without a past. Now, whether you like it or not, …

Drops

* * * We took hurried turns on the payphone in the communal hallway, our chit-chat punctuated with drips from the leaky bath upstairs. I don't remember who it was that pestered me to get off the damn phone or what it was I muttered under my breath as I hung up and walked away. …