The Dirty Job of Sacrifice, Mom-Style

Still Life with Aromatic Ointment. October, 2011. The Things Done for Love All my life I’ve used my bare hands to apply mentholated ointment, because that’s how my mom applied it when I was sick as a little girl. Recently I’ve had bronchitis and the ointment has been my friend. Vicks sorely strained our friendship one evening. I’d […]


My Soul’s Dirty Underwear

Today’s post is in honor of my friend Nancy Owens Franson, who turns fifty tomorrow, and is looking forward to becoming officially eccentric. Dirty Sky. Mojave Desert. February, 2007. Mom’s Notorious Advice Apparently, somewhere along the way, someone’s mother counseled: Always wear clean underwear. Because you never know when you might be in an accident […]


My Soul’s Dirty Underwear

Today’s post is in honor of my friend Nancy Owens Franson, who turns fifty tomorrow, and is looking forward to becoming officially eccentric. Dirty Sky. Mojave Desert. February, 2007. Mom’s Notorious Advice Apparently, somewhere along the way, someone’s mother counseled: Always wear clean underwear. Because you never know when you might be in an accident […]


>My Soul’s Dirty Underwear

>Today’s post is in honor of my friend Nancy Owens Franson, who turns fifty tomorrow, and is looking forward to becoming officially eccentric. Dirty Sky. Mojave Desert. February, 2007. Mom’s Notorious Advice Apparently, somewhere along the way, someone’s mother counseled: Always wear clean underwear. Because you never know when you might be in an accident […]


My Soul’s Dirty Underwear

Today’s post is in honor of my friend Nancy Owens Franson, who turns fifty tomorrow, and is looking forward to becoming officially eccentric. Dirty Sky. Mojave Desert. February, 2007. Mom’s Notorious Advice Apparently, somewhere along the way, someone’s mother counseled: Always wear clean underwear. Because you never know when you might be in an accident […]