Kathleen BethLove HardIt’s been a while since I wrote anything. I did write a song actually- a little blues ditty about not being able to turn off your love for…Jun 3, 2023Jun 3, 2023
Kathleen BethRiding Alone with a RifleMy big sister ran off with the farrier when she was 17. It was around 1976. He was 26. She met him at the barn where she boarded her horse.Jan 1, 2022Jan 1, 2022
Kathleen BethHere’s to Your F$&kMia Zapata taught me how to play “Needle and the Damage Done” on a cabin porch at summer camp. We rock climbed together a time or two. We…Dec 17, 2021Dec 17, 2021
Kathleen BethStinkin’ RichI knew from the minute we met that he was a potential slip waiting to happen. A bottle of Gin with skin on it. A dopamine slot machine.Nov 1, 2021Nov 1, 2021
Kathleen BethTired-Ass BarbieLast night we all gathered at the upscale fusion restaurant. Wounded children who look like we’re keeping it all together, but are actually…Jul 7, 20211Jul 7, 20211
Kathleen BethBug TruckJob number 37 (or so) was my boyfriend’s entry into the world of pest control. Extermination, to be exact. I wondered, quite possibly…Jun 12, 2021Jun 12, 2021
Kathleen BethJames Fuckin’ BondDivorce-induced alcoholism comes with its own unique set of consequences, aside from the loss of family time and shared assets. Like having…Apr 27, 2021Apr 27, 2021
Kathleen BethShow Me Your Lobster RollMy family hails from New England and we’re pretty picky about our seafood. When we visit, we gorge like squirrels, stuffing our jowls on…Apr 1, 2021Apr 1, 2021
Kathleen BethCamouflage LingerieI’m not a romantic by nature, with one exception: Rural King.Mar 10, 2021Mar 10, 2021