Author Archives: sepohlig

Activities: Heart palpitations, painting my nails, reading short stories in the New Yorker, baking pies, cookies, decadent cakes, quiches, forcing people to eat what I make, writing everything down, get rich quick schemes, figuring out how to be famous, shaping Annie’s brand-new mind, reading Go Dog, Go, feeding her free orange slices from the supermarket, cutting my hair when I’m sad, trying not to cut my hair.

Interests: What’s for dinner, Iris, electric blankets, lip gloss like flypaper, those little cocktail umbrellas that go in your margarita or hair, succulents in my garden, shades of nail polish like birds of paradise, Doctor Dictionary, people who make me laugh, reading belles lettres.

Shenanniegans and high jinks

Sometimes I congratulate myself on my foresight. Long ago, when Annie was still naturally curled up like a sleeping hand, I got to thinking about how unpleasant it is when kids say NO. It’s cute at first, then they overdo it. So I made No complicated. I said, Not For You, or Not Kind. Unable […]

the piedmont line

North Carolina! From the train you see the rear view of the countryside, which is always a nice change from the strip malls that blemish every major highway and the new developments, the white eczema of suburbia, Walker Percy called it. Sometimes it’s good to be positioned by the tracks (think towns and industry) but […]

Oprah and your health

I was just slathering the remnants of my luncheon avocado on the backs of my hands because in the winter they get dry. Online I read that it’s a result of not having enough fat in your diet. I don’t know how that’s possible, because I eat a lot of sugar. Maybe too much. (Last […]

all in the name

The moon hung steady in the sky like a gold dollar with a rabbit for an eagle. I liked running at the park. On Airport the buses passing smelled of exhaust and Pittsburgh. The scooters passing reminded me of Ceiba, Puerto Rico and I thought maybe because the air was so clean except for that […]

Tokyo Rose

Is it natural to mistrust slow cookers? Because I do. I’m cooking (or it’s cooking, rather) lentil soup, with a ham bone and chicken stock and spices. I put in amaranth, millet, barley and quinoi just because they were here, and it’s so good. It tastes like I put five pounds of cheese in there, […]

Mackeral sky

Yes, and you made us think of God smoking a cigarette like a captain of industry, perched on the balcony rail loose-kneed over bare tracks in the snow. I was clinging with strange desperation to the thought of a long winter, a soft winter of pastels and lavender knits and long-sleeved low cut shirts that […]


And did you get what you wanted from this life? I did. And what was that? To feel myself beloved upon this earth. -Raymond Carver