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Sisterhood in Snapshot

September 23, 2022September 23, 2022 / Katie Baker / Leave a comment

When my sisters and I get together, it can be a bit bewildering. We will sit around and everyone will speak at once and LOUDLY— and heaven help whoever the non-sister is sitting in our midst. “What’s that one movie?... Oh… We should watch it with him sometime—” my older sister says of her boyfriend. … Continue reading Sisterhood in Snapshot

Circuitry

September 9, 2022September 9, 2022 / Katie Baker / Leave a comment

"Come on. It'll only take a minute," he says. I follow him into the night. The darkness is gray with shadow. We walk through the lawn, and my feet slip against my Flip-flops, wet with dew. He opens the garage door, bends down to plug in the lights. A sudden brilliant fluorescence. I follow him … Continue reading Circuitry

Here’s Your Lighthearted Note

September 3, 2022 / Katie Baker / Leave a comment

Here's your lighthearted fluff for the day! As many of you know, I enjoy running (see Runner's High). Many of you may also know that I have a cat. How are these two things related you ask? Are you some sort of cat whisperer, Katie, that you've convinced your feline to run with you? No. … Continue reading Here’s Your Lighthearted Note

The Fault Lines of Nostalgia

May 6, 2022May 6, 2022 / Katie Baker / 2 Comments

When I was a child, I was fascinated by abandoned things. Houses, roads, plots of land, store fronts— whole towns. It didn’t matter. My imagination exploded whenever I came across the empty, the broken-down or the grown over. To this day, vivid memories— like snapshots— live on in the back shelves of my brain: a … Continue reading The Fault Lines of Nostalgia

Next Time

April 29, 2022April 28, 2022 / Katie Baker / Leave a comment

The sky hangs low and gray. Raindrops sputter down— an intermittent mist. In Geneva, there is a one-way street in the middle of town. It is crisscrossed above by strings of bulbous lights, and as the gray sky descends toward brooding charcoal twilight, the bulbs flash on, merry and yellow. The street is lined by … Continue reading Next Time

Darned. Spring. Storm.

April 22, 2022April 22, 2022 / Katie Baker / Leave a comment

The daffodils shiver in agreement.

The Return

January 24, 2022January 23, 2022 / Katie Baker / Leave a comment

I had forgotten how differently paced life is when you must go into the office to work. From the moment you wake up, you feel as if you cannot catch your breath. Is there enough time to get my run in? ... Did I remember to lay out all of my clothes last night?... Meal … Continue reading The Return

That Perfect Something

January 14, 2022January 13, 2022 / Katie Baker / 5 Comments

January cold has come to roost here in the North. It makes everything so much more complicated. Just to step outside and scatter ice melt on my frozen driveway takes about forty-five minutes of preparation and just as many layers of clothing. My mornings runs become afternoon runs because of a negative wind chill factor, … Continue reading That Perfect Something

My Own Emptiness

January 5, 2022January 5, 2022 / Katie Baker / Leave a comment

A cold November day floats flakes of flurries on its cutting breeze. A wide table in a sun-bright room is stacked with papers at its head. We file in, five of us: the closing agent, the officer from the bank, my real estate agent, and the buyer’s agent. My attorney flicks through the pages waiting … Continue reading My Own Emptiness

Two Sides of a Coin

January 3, 2022January 3, 2022 / Katie Baker / Leave a comment

Wishes die slowly, fighting with every kick and punch and gasp. But wishes– dreams– are fanciful things made most of midnight talks and music full of empty drums and open spaces. Dreams are born of a lonely heart, twenty-two years too long, and hope like a prune. Loneliness is the twin to dreams. It is … Continue reading Two Sides of a Coin

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