You might remember this one -- check out my poem in the summer issue of Philadelphia Stories. You can read it online here and also find out where you can get a print copy if you are in the area. Yes, it is a real magazine with paper and ink and everything!
Kerf is one of my favorite words -- the space made by a saw as you cut that then disappears when the two pieces of wood fall apart. A word made for this temporary state.
I love great words -- sometimes the way they sound...or what they mean. Add your favorite to the comment section below - we can have a vocabulary quiz!