The Start of Fall [and feeling like Meg Ryan]

Fall. It's a thing for me. A happy, gleeful, joy-filled thing that reminds me of childhood pumpkin patches and Junior High dances. Mother's delectable apple cake and Mondays in college when I'd bake fresh, pumpkin muffins. Fall brings bonfire weather and cozy cardigans and memories of evenings spent playing the piano beside a flickering fire. …

My hands

My handstouch hiscalloused, dry, icy ones, eyes peering past me. I can see,for just a moment, into his soul, but more sointo mine.  Dirty and dark. I had wantedcoffee and a candy bar. Money I had setaside. Do I know sacrifice?Here is your paper. It reads"How to Handle having HIV." I toss it on the floorboard,this …