Category Archives: Lori Lamothe

The Daisies curve over the top of a green glass vase at the center of the oak table. I’ve cut the flowers too long so after four days they look translucent and gorgeously weary, like dancers in costume after a rehearsal. The sound of the occasional car drifts through the open windows. Further off, someoneContinueContinue reading “The Daisies by Lori Lamothe”