Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
Take no heed of her…. She reads a lot of books.―Jasper Fforde, The Eyre Affair I cannot tell my son I walked to or from school in the snow because I grew up in Arizona. But I have told him I walked home the one mile route from St. Theresa Read more
Will somebody help me…please? This article could start out with “Outta Gonna Should-have”…regarding our adult children. Am I the only one who wished that they could turn back the hands of time? It is a slippery slope when your children move on to adulthood and you are still in your Read more
This story is old, but it goes on. Last night she dreamt somebody loved her, The walls she built came tumbling down, One by one Her chains were broken, Revealing this famished heart aching to be free If only he could see all she wants is to be adored. She Read more
My godmother tells me stories of my mother’s mother, her aunt, called Pepina. In her forties, she climbed into a dumpster in the Bronx to scrounge for food, discovered a case of celery, but not before the dumpster was hooked up to be carted off, stopped by her screams. Grandma’s Read more
It was a chilly evening in NYC. My husband and I were invited to have dinner with my then”new agent” (one of many, indeed the worst) at one of the city’s hip new restaurants. In those days, I had calmed down considerably. It took a lot for me to go Read more
His eyes consume her at the opening of her thighs, at the peeks of her humble breasts. He unzips his stained work jeans, pulls ragged boxers to his knees and leans his bulk over her flaccid body.
She wants to turn on the camera. Needs to turn on the camera. Must not turn on the camera. But feels compelled to hide behind her mask of peacock feathers and rage. And dance, dance for nameless, blameless faces, who fill her up with money. The closest thing to love Read more
