The Weight

I moved in two days before Christmas.  It was cold and raining; The kind of weather you hope against.  I expected worse.  It could have been worse, but I hate that phrase.  I hate that I think it as much as people say it to me. The movers leave at 3:00p.m. I am sitting on […]

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Something Not Me

“I got him back.  He’s shot up in my bones.  It’s the only place I know he’ll stay.”  I write. I believe we will get back together.  He will want to feel good and I know how to make men feel good. I know what to say and what to do.  I can make insecure […]

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I am, 31.

“I accidentally discharged 31,”  I hear her say behind a closed curtain, “but she’s not ready to go yet.” I wasn’t ready to go anywhere yet, but here I am. I am wearing paper clothes like a doll.  And like a doll, I feel nothing.  It is cold in paper clothes, but they give you […]

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Get Real

I slept for 26 hours of the last 48.  My king size bed was filled with clothes, popcorn, soda bottles, peanuts and little candy hearts that were sent to me in the same box with my contact lenses.  Thank you 1-800-contacts.   I rolled over and picked up one of the hearts.  It was blue, my […]

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Happy Divorciversary Baby.

It was cold on the day.  I wore black, but not on purpose.  I woke up that morning in the normal haze that surrounds me every morning.  I grabbed clothes that were clean and easy to throw on because I am not a morning person.  It took a year to realize the irony of it […]

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The Studio 54 Defect

“Whenever I’m interested in something, I know the timing’s off, because I’m always interested in the right thing at the wrong time. I should just be getting interested after I’m not interested any more.” –Andy Warhol  We assume Andy is referencing the art process, but this insight rings true in all categories  of adult relationships; Friendships, […]

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