Prompt # 11 – alphabet (of luurrvv)

So how is this a metaphor for love? How the hell should I know?! Well I guess, in the sense that there’s no ‘road map’, no reliable rhythm or pattern, you have to land on it and just take it one step at a time with no expectation, no guarantee? It’s a test? A challenge? In many ways it’s about normal human interactions, which everyone has a good idea how to go about, but ‘scrambled’ by the addition of love? … More Prompt # 11 – alphabet (of luurrvv)

Food for Heart

Whoever said the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach clearly wasn’t thinking about accessing my little ticker. Long after my past fellas themselves exited the picture and my long-term memory, there always remains a special place in my stomach for one dish from our history of meals, one recipe that becomes a permanent … More Food for Heart

Talk Amharic to Me

There’s something English can’t touch. Amharic. That is the conclusion we – some fellow speakers and I – recently came to over the course of numerous, sporadic conversations on the topic. We had these conversations in English, of course – with sprinklings of Amharic thrown in when the Other tongue just wouldn’t do – because … More Talk Amharic to Me