Those she loves are
anointed in butter. Her daughter stocks the top shelf of the refrigerator door
with slabs of Irish Kerrygold. Before we moved in together, my now husband
spent a week with her between rental apartments. The first morning he came down
to a big greasy breakfast, “Oh, you don’t have to make me breakfast,” he said
to her. She said, “It’s not for you darling, it’s for my poodle."
- Read Leeya Mehta's personal essay Close to the End in District Lines 4 (Politics and Prose).
Web site: http://www.politics-prose.com/event/book/district-lines-volume-iv
About: The fourth edition of the popular P&P anthology of work by local writers and artists testifies to the city’s diverse social and cultural range; as we know, there’s much more than politics going on here. Featuring both written and visual arts, from fiction, poetry, and essays to photography and drawings, this collection is a vivid kaleidoscope of District life. Join us for a reading by some of the contributors.
