(Bilinda Butcher I Love You) Since I Was Twenty-Six
Of Shoegaze and Shallots: An Imagined My Bloody Valentine Encounter
Somewhere wandering amongst the onions, I saw her. She was handling the garlic in the most elegant way, fingers caressing each bulb as if it were a Fabergé egg. Daily, dozens of women over age 50 roam the produce aisle at the Piggly Wiggly on Packerland Road in…
