Cortisol Cocktail
The steam from the kettle lifted the way it always does, curling into the light and carrying a little memory with it. I can still smell the edge of lemon …
The steam from the kettle lifted the way it always does, curling into the light and carrying a little memory with it. I can still smell the edge of lemon …
I still remember the afternoon the whole house smelled like flowers and pie at once. The kettle had just finished steeping chamomile and my daughter came in from school with …