Katherine's Coffeehouse

The irony of language: it’s a gorgeous word. Say it out loud: language. Say it for the sake of linguistics. […]

Turn off the morning news. Go to the old stereo. Turn on the blues. Because if anyone knows the trouble […]

Every day is fear now, blocking out potential, masking the possible, making it hard to breathe. That’s how sickness works. […]

Yesterday, I had the distinct pleasure of meeting with the National League of American Pen Women, D.C. Chapter. They asked […]

Because I could not stop for death, he kindly passed me by – he, dark winged and disappointed. Me, content […]

That time in the Mexican mountains, I said I was being followed. It wasn’t so much that you listened (though […]

That day you hummed the song of myself – I assume you assumed I’d fallen for it. I did. Have […]

Lighting the lavender votive, I remember you and me, vitamins, mood stabilizers, coffee. And that little tin of scones, blue […]

Paper sheets the floor, tossed with two red pens, caps, White-Out, and angst. Another manuscript salad gone wrong.

You brought it to the pawn shop, the only silver I’d ever owned. Perhaps I’ll buy it back. Save it […]