Training
By Katherine Gotthardt |
To cure my dog of her errant ways, I bought a vibrating collar, clipped it around the fat of her […]
Spectacle
By Katherine Gotthardt |
This is how I remember you, white apron speckled with red sauce, spectacles on the end of your nose, eyes […]
Tick
By Katherine Gotthardt |
I look down, and it’s on my thigh, just sitting there, sucking the last bit of self from me, and […]
Lesson in Service
By Katherine Gotthardt |
I learned young to serve: ring the bell at Christmas, thank strangers for their change, handle hot tongs, release chicken […]
Favorite
By Katherine Gotthardt |
Of all pandemics I’ve survived, you are my favorite, teaching me what it means to be alive. Okay, I admit […]
Language
By Katherine Gotthardt |
The irony of language: it’s a gorgeous word. Say it out loud: language. Say it for the sake of linguistics. […]
Off
By Katherine Gotthardt |
Turn off the morning news. Go to the old stereo. Turn on the blues. Because if anyone knows the trouble […]
Virus
By Katherine Gotthardt |
Every day is fear now, blocking out potential, masking the possible, making it hard to breathe. That’s how sickness works. […]