anti:freeze

I dug this photo out of a shoebox the other day, when the light outside reminded me of Midwestern storms: golden-green, like a tarnished ring. In Iowa, that light means a tornado could touch down and suck you from the ground.

In Portland, it just makes me nostalgic.

So here I am, a little less than a decade ago, on a bench in Des Moines, Iowa, doing my best to look like the sweet Midwestern girl I was supposed to be.