I look up and there you are, falling into the abyss I see you I reach my arm towards you […]
I remember the first time I heard her voice on one of our home videos after she died. […]
“…maybe I’ve been spending too much time with the locals, but I want them to be grateful for being seen.”
As I gazed upon Venus in all her majesty, my thoughts wandered back to that flyer and it suddenly occurred to me — I too could be immortalized like that.
I always strive to feel balanced because asking for happiness seems like a trap. I have to keep the protection up, just like getting my nails done once a fortnight, if they aren’t covered in five layers of powder and gel they’ll be weak and brittle.
Being hospitalized isn’t a popularity contest, but to me, it becomes one.
In Chicago, my Aries moon shows
I wake up to my annoying iPhone alarm clock and grunt. There is a constant flow of snow […]
Home for the holidays. To me, that means food and lots of it: gingerbread men and peanut brittle, […]
Unlike some of the women in my life, I have never felt that deep primal yearning to be […]