Portrait of an Artist as a Single Dad – Girls in the Kitchen

The pot’s about to boil. It’s about to billow steam. The first curls rise from the surface and beads of air cling to the sides of the pot. I am held in that moment where it is too early to drop in the linguine, but too close as to set it down. The sauce is …

Portrait of an Artist as a Single Dad – Look at the Light!

I awoke. The light streamed slantwise through louvre style blinds across the double bed for one. Groggy and reaching for the iPhone, I knock over the wine glass. It falls and hits the carpet with the thump of a cat paw. At night, I have a glass of wine or a bottle of beer or …