Description:Reject Jell-OThe man I married twice—at fourteen in Reno, again in Oaklandthe month before I turned eighteen—had a night maintenance job at General Foods.He mopped the tiled floors and scrubbedthe wheels and teeth of the Jell-O machines.I see him bending in green light,a rag in one hand,a pail of foamy solution at his feet.He would come home at seven a.m.with a box of damaged Jell-O packages,including the day’s first run,routinely rejected, and go to sleep.I made salad with that reject Jell-O—lemon, lime, strawberry, orange, peach—in a kitchen where I could almost touchopposing walls at the same timeand kept a pie pan under the leaking sink.We ate hamburgers and Jell-Oalmost every nightand when the baby went to sleep,we loved, snug in the darkness piercedby passing headlights and a streetlamp’s gleam,listening to the Drifters and the Platters.Their songs wrapped around melike coats of fur, I hummed in the long shadowswhile the man I married twicedressed and left for work.— Lucille Lang DayFrom Wild One, first published in The Hudson ReviewWe have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Wild One. To get started finding Wild One, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.
Description: Reject Jell-OThe man I married twice—at fourteen in Reno, again in Oaklandthe month before I turned eighteen—had a night maintenance job at General Foods.He mopped the tiled floors and scrubbedthe wheels and teeth of the Jell-O machines.I see him bending in green light,a rag in one hand,a pail of foamy solution at his feet.He would come home at seven a.m.with a box of damaged Jell-O packages,including the day’s first run,routinely rejected, and go to sleep.I made salad with that reject Jell-O—lemon, lime, strawberry, orange, peach—in a kitchen where I could almost touchopposing walls at the same timeand kept a pie pan under the leaking sink.We ate hamburgers and Jell-Oalmost every nightand when the baby went to sleep,we loved, snug in the darkness piercedby passing headlights and a streetlamp’s gleam,listening to the Drifters and the Platters.Their songs wrapped around melike coats of fur, I hummed in the long shadowswhile the man I married twicedressed and left for work.— Lucille Lang DayFrom Wild One, first published in The Hudson ReviewWe have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Wild One. To get started finding Wild One, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.