I’m Kathleen. I write poems, among other things. I’m from Kansas – the cool part, not the wheat fields. If you flew above Kansas and scraped through the many layers of cloud, you would see hundreds of miles of wheat fields, occasionally speckled with white windmills. You would remember the wheat fields best. They take up space.
But if at night you looked out the window over the northeastern corner, you would see a cluster of illuminated freckles below. That’s Kansas City. We have great barbeque. I wish I liked barbeque. Someone remarked last week that I must miss Kansas City barbeque, and I felt disloyal because I said, “I’m OK with crab cakes.”
Not to reinforce the Kansas stereotype. At least these are hills, not plains.
[Edit by Dr. Mason, 8/24 @ wee-hours-of-the-morning: I think you have to write a title for others to be able to comment on your post… I’m writing a title and I’m going to test my theory…
Introduction: I am 53, mother of three sons and grandmother of four. And just for the record, aside from hot flashes, the 50’s are the best! I am specializing in poetry and terrified of writing fiction but shall persevere. I’ve been teaching at the community college since 2004 and did a short stint teaching English at Lake Worth High in 05-06. Let’s just say, that THAT is a story in itself. I look forward to getting to know all of you!