29 March 2010

Only daughter, only daughter: set a glass of cold water on the credenza


I've got a job to do today: transmit a place, gone for 17 years now. My grandmother's apartment had a closet of crystal, a hall of mirrors, a faint lingering of cigarettes, and packs of Trident original gum.

5 comments:

Kendra Boutell said...

My Aunt was a also a lady who has been gone for almost twenty years. I can still remember her perfectly coiffed hair and the scent of her face powder.

east side bride said...

mmmmm.

cinta / sepi / sayu said...

oh i love your blog.

jezebel said...

cinta/sepi/sayu: Welcome, I've made you an intergalactic gin & tonic. Thank you for your kind tidings.

compulsively compiled said...

brings me right back to my grandparents pantry. in an instant.