Tucked between the pages of typical/beloved Mother's Day tropes —macaroni necklaces, lovingly gathered and therefore bedraggled garden bouquets, breakfast in bed—there is a thoughtful outlier: THE COUPON BOOK.
After much dreaming, scheming, and increasingly breathless emails back and forth, we are beyond thrilled to be bringing the brilliant voice, mind, and words of our long-time Foundry friend, thoughtful chronicler, celebrated poet, and all-around excellent human—G.E. Patterson—to this space. Look for more under his byline in the future and for now, G.E.'s meditation on a dear humble companion: The Washing-Up Whisk.