Perceptions: Martha

She’s skint and lives in a box. A cardboard box that she took from the dumpster behind UPS. No, she lives in a large place. She screams often. She  has a very loud voice. She has no voice, and had to take voice lessons at the local community college to reclaim it. She’s shrewish. No, she’s calm […]


In the past week, I’ve referred to myself as a golden girl three times. I wish I were saying “life is golden and easy breezy,” and not “I’m graying and weary, so please don’t call after 10pm.” Yet, it occurs to me that the Golden Girls would be offended at my comparison, as they were […]