Grey Green Monch Aster NANTUCKET I was holding a ceramic

I was holding a ceramic flower at the time

as if it might decide to make a break for it in the middle of the night

au lait to espresso

I thought about it for a while before purchasing it

Its violet blue petals stretched outward like the arms of an octopus trying to embrace the entire room

Grey Green Monch Aster NANTUCKET I was holding a ceramicWhen my sister called to ask what to hang above a couch in her new apartment, I suggested what any reasonable person would: a tasteful print of dogs playing poker. She responded by sending me a link to what looked like something Claude Monet would have created if he'd quit waterlilies and decided to work exclusively in ceramics while going through a Miami Beach phase. "It's wall art," she insisted, as if capitalizing the words somehow justified the