By Kim Hayes My mother and I are sitting in her living room, talking about what I can’t remember. Out of nowhere, she says, “You know, Kim, you would be so much prettier with contacts. Why don’t you wear them anymore? I’ll pay for them.” It is the fall of 2017 and I’m in New … Continue reading Pretty Is as Pretty Does
Nebula
By Kim Hayes My mother’s childhood home was just south of a small town called Tangipahoa, Louisiana, about a little over an hour’s drive north of New Orleans. It was one of those rural towns with one blinking light and if you sneezed, you’d drive through it. The house was called Nebula. My three or four … Continue reading Nebula
