Author Archives: Angie

The turkey handoff
We cross state lines at rush hour
Thursday, we’ll be back

Free time ran away
The weekend stalled in catch-up
On one grueling task

Pages tell stories
Told by each simple snapshot
The year’s good and bad

Friday’s finish line
Pull ourselves from our boxes
It’s martini time

Twenty-six years in
Never more than a tussle
Our lives simply fit

My retired parents
On a Wednesday night phone call
Are far more awake

Photos on the page
Try to tell the year’s story
In paltry glimpses

At vacation’s end
Gingerly step back to work
It feels quite unjust

Dark Dublin cab ride
Saved by layover cocktails
Sun-filled outdoor club