Category: Dating + Relationships
A Man I Used To Love
He was an avid reader. New York Times every morning, front to back. He rode his bike to and from school, work, and the market. He ate maple pecan granola each morning. He was a coffee snob. He believed in spending $300 on a nice dinner without it having to Read more
The Taste of Your Absence
I taste the dirt you left in my mouth Infected with injury, grit-stained teeth You lied, and I purchased each facade Opening my aching, needy soul Turning my words into blood, for the devil Don’t call me baby, or girl Your ego needed me to feel complete And while I Read more
How to Stop Nagging and Start Loving
We’ve all been there. We’re tired, overworked and can feel it coming on. We lash out at the people around us, knowing we’re doing it, and yet we can’t stop. That’s usually when the nagging starts. We nag at our partners, our children, hell we even nag at the family Read more
Flies’ Goodbyes
We met, we bartered, we pricked at a dead fly with needles. The papery light above us, a hangout for living cousins. Or perhaps he looks down on us now again, already reincarnated. All with gnashed teeth, insane smiles, buzzing … Damn them. Small hairs on my husband’s head, balding, Read more
Sometimes You Just Know
We were friends for 87 days before we started dating. Despite being told you should date someone taller, prettier, smarter, more religious, you asked me out. When asked why, you said YOU KNEW. We dated for 438 days before we were married. Despite being told we were too young, to Read more
A Blurry Image of Love, Lust and the Teenage Mind
Love, lust and the teenage mind. Yep, I was a hot mess back in high school. I remember it vividly. Although I considered myself a goober, I sort of fit into almost every social group – including the “sportos, motorheads, geeks, sluts, bloods, wastoids, dweebies, and dickheads.” For some reason, Read more
How I Found My Way Back to Myself
I tried to re-assemble my life but nothing seemed to fit. The Fendi bag that Giovanni’s mother had given me stood out like a sore thumb among my dancer friends’ canvas totes. I felt like this new man and new life required me to look the part, and looking the Read more