Liz Wasson ColemanA Mother’s Day TributeWe were always running late, it seemed, especially on Sunday mornings. Walking into church after the praise songs had already begun, filing…8 min read·6 days ago----
Liz Wasson ColemanForget About the CameraSometimes, I’ll really just be being me, and you can tell when you look at the contact sheets. It shows in those little eyes of mine.2 min read·Jan 30, 2023--1--1
Liz Wasson ColemanSetting the BonesRacing up the steep maids’ staircase, I refused to look at my reflection in the rippled window at the top: I didn’t want to see if…8 min read·Jul 5, 2022----
Liz Wasson ColemanNew Years Eve, 1998My world as I knew it was preparing to shift in enormous proportions. That night changed my entire life.2 min read·Dec 31, 2021----
Liz Wasson ColemanMy Imperfect VisionHe would tell me later that he knew immediately: That’s the girl for me.5 min read·Nov 11, 2021----
Liz Wasson ColemanI’ll Always Remember Washing the DishesI never had to wash the dishes as a child. I’d watch television shows, movies, and the kids would be on there fighting over who had to…4 min read·Oct 9, 2021----
Liz Wasson ColemanThe Run DownThe walk home from school seems long today. Rachael has to stay late for extra clarinet practices so I am walking home alone, the afternoon…2 min read·Jul 31, 2021----
Liz Wasson ColemanThe Rehearsal“It seems like the counts are off to me,” Charles was arguing. “Up, turn, three, four, fall, six, balance, eight…” he counted out loud…3 min read·May 27, 2021----
Liz Wasson Colemandarknessclose me, lock me tight my box dark and secure empty cold dark so dark never let me out.2 min read·May 7, 2021----