There’s a point. It’s at the end.I currently live with a friend in an apartment just far enough from town that it’s inconvenient to find someone else to talk to. Me and…Jul 28, 20161Jul 28, 20161
“I’m probably going to get married in Vegas”; or, “Sorry Mom”Last night I managed to do the unthinkable.Jul 11, 2016Jul 11, 2016
Published inListen To My StoryEyes that SeeMona’s mother was named Birdie Mae, and she had shiny brown hair that was always curled up and light gray eyes that were never eyes. Birdie…Jun 29, 2016Jun 29, 2016
Questions:What’s up? How are you doing? What’s your name? What’s your name, blondie? Are you a natural blonde? Why do you color your hair blonde? Why…Jun 29, 20161Jun 29, 20161
Marathon SingleYear five has come and gone, and I have taken particular joy in yet another Valentine’s Day drinking daiquiris with my girl friends and…Feb 19, 2016Feb 19, 2016
Hallie, I Hate YouI remembered that there were exactly eleven stairs leading onto my front porch. I knew them from practice, climbing the concrete in four…Jan 20, 2016Jan 20, 2016
Published inListen To My StoryRed Nails on Wednesday♬ Listen to this Story or Read it in German, French, SpanishJan 4, 2016Jan 4, 2016
Ink for SkinI think about tattoos, and how there is a point in your life where something is so important you mark your skin in commemoration. There’s…Dec 30, 2015Dec 30, 2015
