Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
After another fiery night of cradling you and watching you fight your demons I kiss you in the first light of day wanting to vanquish your doubts and fears In our fortress loft above the roar of the teeming and luminous city Love is alive in spite of our relentless Read more
I’ve always been one to worry about tomorrow. Obsess perhaps is a better word. Will I be safe, loved, have a roof over my head? Will the people I love be right here, near me? It’s ridiculous, everything has a beginning and end, and yet excuse me for my up Read more
Tonight at the cafe I just crashed into my age Fractured my pride Wounded my self-image It doesn’t matter how old I feel The fact is, I AM OLD, and I was just rejected because I am 69, and not 59 No matter that I don’t look 69 Or feel Read more
Young people today have more complicated issues and concerns then, we who are 50+ had to grapple with. My biggest concern was wondering if I would be able to get a poodle skirt and a pair of black and white saddle oxfords. Today, many young people are struggling with how Read more
The leaves are like birds, falling from the sky. They’ve lost their wings, they cannot fly. For those in the sky, their death is fair and certain. For those in the trees, may they be stuck there, forever. We fly, but we fall The wind catches us all. We swirl Read more
Kids are hard–they drive you crazy and break your heart–whereas grandchildren make you feel great about life, and yourself, and your ability to love someone unconditionally, finally, after all these years. ―Anne Lamott, Some Assembly Required July 23, 2012 The day my life changed forever. In every way. I became Read more
Perfect Girlfriend says yes, I do want to have sex with you in my best friend’s bed while she’s in the shower. Let’s desecrate not only her personal space, but also my respect for her. Perfect Girlfriend says yes, please fuck me in this camping tent that we are sharing Read more
“She was 14 going on 35, and I never forced her.” I read the quote twice. It chafed at me like a scratchy thread sticking out on a sweater. You pull the strand, keep yanking, and pretty soon, the whole garment starts to unravel. I was sitting at my kitchen Read more
