Feb 162013

by Holly Day


My mother says it’s a sign of depression

to become obsessed with learning how to do

new things. Or maybe she means

“The Depression.” I’m not sure.


The shelves in my office are overflowing

with books about home repair

reconditioning furniture

Cub scout survival guides.

I busy my head in making

new seats for the tattered dining chairs

needlepoint projects to make old things look nice


my husband comes home from work

notices nothing. Sits heavy on the newly-recovered

couch, talks of depression

or The Depression, sighs so deep I

can’t tell which.