throwback thursday: posts from picky’s archives… with a little something new thrown in

so i know i’ve talked a lot about my great uncle and the monastery at which he had resided for some sixty years. it closes in about two weeks. he is ninety years old. he is not doing well. my parents have property in colorado. they drove up there this past weekend, and then drove… Continue reading throwback thursday: posts from picky’s archives… with a little something new thrown in

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the difference a decade makes

let’s ignore the giant bag at my hip, yeah, and focus on the smallness of my waist and the prettiness of my hair (that’s after flying overnight, yall. it looks pretty good for no sleep on a cramped plane) and the thinness of my arms. let’s consider that i thought i was fat then. let’s… Continue reading the difference a decade makes

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a letter to my brother

jon kevin, you’ve the best name of the three of us, you know. jon kevin, jennifer kristin and joseph keith. yours is the best. but maybe i think that because almost every time i say it, i hear mom’s voice in my head, her telling of how you said it when you were a baby.… Continue reading a letter to my brother

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the end of an abbey

the monastery’s closing in september. there are maybe four monks left living there. when the visiting abbot returns to his monastery in the fall, the surviving members of the abbey of our lady of the holy trinity in huntsville, utah must leave the land that’s been their home for decades. my great-uncle celebrated his ninetieth… Continue reading the end of an abbey

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three sentences

you made quite an impression on my heart — so quick and so great as to be astonishing and terrific at once; you were the air and the light, glorious color in my world when for so much of my life i’d been in pitch darkness.i was blindsided by your presence, your absence; the emotions… Continue reading three sentences

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siren songs

show of hands: how many of yall have seen an affair to remember? (if you haven’t, don’t. it sucks.) how many have seen sleepless in seattle? (if you haven’t, and you’re single, that film will make you depressed as shit. don’t watch it alone, don’t drink adult beverages while you watch cause that could just… Continue reading siren songs

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someone who’s good for me

i should be getting in the shower right now. should’ve done that half an hour ago, actually because this thing i’m going to starts in sixty-three minutes, and i’ve to wear a damned dress and heels and paint my face, and it takes me about twice as long as it does other girls to mess… Continue reading someone who’s good for me

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allergens and irritants and the plague they’ve caused

just a heads up… this post ain’t pretty. there’s a thing called contact dermatitis. and i guess if you don’t treat it quickly enough, it can create another problem called a staph infection. it’s like a combination of a thousand ants marching across my body paired with a game of whack-a-mole. i get little patches… Continue reading allergens and irritants and the plague they’ve caused

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