In this time of turmoil and distress (Is that any surprise to any of you?), I count the little things as blessings.
The white and gold one was in my bedroom when I was a teenager. It's in the upstairs bathroom here. My dresser!
The blue one my parents gave me after I moved into my own place, so many years ago. I gave it to my sister after I moved into a studio apt. in Boston and did not have room for it. It is in the bedroom that I am using. My dresser!
As I said, it's the little things ... the huge thing, of course, is that my sister (the one that lives in Gloucester) and my brother-in-law took me in after I fled Newburyport.
Welch poet on fire at Actors Studio.
3 days ago