Oh to be here.
Aspen. Three apres ski outfits to wear sitting around the roaring fire trying to look like you fit in what with the new inlaws not having met a pair of skis they don’t like, and not knowing the lady in their midst is more of a New York City girl, habituated to going up and down in elevators under someone else’s propulsion, not with knees bent and ski poles to wave around, while the wind goes woosh in your ears as sparkly light bounces off the trees.
my new short fiction piece published to my Substack at the link if you’d like to read the rest. The images are from Florida Memory, the Florida Archives.
https://sarahbguestperry.substack.com/p/an-envisioning-1982-with-december













































