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First Comes Love, Then Comes?

First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes Deanna pushing a baby carriage. Most of us grew up singing this little ditty in the...

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Vehicles and Men

If it has tires or testicles, it’s going to give you problems. The bumper sticker was catchy and summed my life up to a capital T. I...

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Women With Wings

During my routine OB appointment, my doctor mentioned that my nipple “looked a little funny.” I had noticed that too. She was fairly...

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Leaving My Ex Sparked Decades of Unintended Consequences

“My name is Precious, how can I help you?” “I think I need to go to your shelter,” I blurted. My daughters, still both in diapers,...

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A Lovely Conversation Amongst Strangers

Redemption was in order, but his sins outweighed her ability to forgive. Two friends, turned strangers, once lovers, now hardly knew each...

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Dad, I Forgive You

Raise your hand. Who’s had a perfect childhood? Who has perfect parents? Who has the perfect family? Unfortunately, most of us...

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Being A Father

I’m fortunate enough to call myself Father to two kids. I’m sure at times, they’ve had other words to call me, and probably well...

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i was the third

i knew enough to know abuse was someone pounding their fists into someone else and i knew enough to know the domestic violence shelter was...

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A Letter To My Recently Separated Friend

We spoke this morning. You wept tears of confusion, hurt, and fear. I want you to know: I AM HERE. I may not have the answers, but I will...

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My Non-Television Mother and Me: The Apology

Part 3 of a 3 part series. After interviewing my mother, reading through the archives of my memoirs, taking note of the dark memories that...

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Down Sizing for a Bigger Life

Take a moment and imagine… Imagine cutting your bills in half. Imagine making significant changes; affording yourself the opportunity for...

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The Tunnel Of Infidelity

We always assume it can never happen to us. Not to you, not to your great marriage, which is the envy of all your friends, or so it seems...

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Bag of Blue

There is a blue plastic WalMart bag caught in a branch of the maple tree in my daughter’s front yard. It has been there since April, four...

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Day 90: The Atomic Weight of Guilt

As a child, you lay on your father’s belly while the New York Yankees run bases on a small black and white television in your old...

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Her Name Was JOY

As she stepped inside my home tonight, I could see she wasn’t in a hurry. Seemed to want to linger a bit. Came to pick up a beautiful...

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Step Nine

How shrewd of him to corner her at work since there was no door to slam in his face; she shared a space with four other women, but how...

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Day 42: Various Positions

For Leonard I’ve seen this room, and I’ve walked this floor. You know, I used to live alone before I knew you. The ceilings in my...

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love. (lost?)

i remember you. when first we met i, barely more than a child you, already touched by war. two different worlds converging. you overcame my...

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For Medicinal Purposes Only

You are so crazy I can’t take it anymore I will not have this kind of drama in my life You are strange and unpredictable Am I CRAZY?...

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Don’t Want Your Good Ol’ Days

Testosterone tainted thrusts of masculine need, cumming sloppily all over my social feed,

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The Fat Girl’s Guide to (not) Getting Pregnant

Step One: Want it. For years, I imagined Emily following me around with a blanket in her arms like Linus from the Charlie Brown cartoons....

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You Rise

(For my dear sister, Kay, I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you.) Your face is fading. I see shadows of chin, cheekbone, childhood inside my...

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Of Flowers and Thorns

My friend is like a hummingbird, flapping her wings eighty times per second. Her voice goes up an octave when she talks about him and her...

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Lawd, Have Mercy, the Kids are Divorcing

Since we do not live in the Land of Nirvana, from time to time, one of our adult children will get a divorce. In a perfect world, all...

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The Death Divorce

“Was your childhood so bad?” I placed the last of the groceries on the top shelf in the fridge, closed the door, and waited for...

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Elements on Fire

It's not about me, or him, or us. It’s not about shedding the skins of blame or dusting the detritus of what little clarity remains. It's...

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