My pajamas smell likemy dresser of old clothes and wood and my parents' house where the dresser stoodgathering t-shirts and jeanssweaty softball uniforms and acrylic sweatersboxes of love notespassed from my boyfriend in high schoolpins from corsages and forgotten petalsa diary from 1982.It gathered dust and supported book stacks,in imperious federal styleuntil it came to... Continue Reading →
Closer Look
https://megcurrell.substack.com/p/closer-look?r=i3lu&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web&utm_source= I'm trying a different platform for some variety. Find my latest here.
Other writing
I'm trying out another platform on the recommendation of a friend. Here's the most recent. https://megcurrell.substack.com/p/strength-training
My Old Friend
By dint of being in the right place at the right time, I have tumbled into the reason for my lifelong love affair with the piano
Ladies, a Word . . .
It's time for women to call out the shitty back-stabbing behavior of their fellow women, the behind-the-hand whispers, the opaque negotiations that exile the less powerful and truly stand with and for each other.
Meg Currell 