Sondra PrimeauxA Sense of UrgencyI was forty-five years old when I quit drinking alcohol. I’d slammed myself against the proverbial wall so many times, year after year…Apr 3, 2020Apr 3, 2020
Sondra PrimeauxThe Presence of HeatWhen he was a smaller boy, under two feet in length, I’d always say, “He would crawl back inside of my womb if he could.” The way he would…Aug 5, 2018Aug 5, 2018
Sondra PrimeauxThe Ill-Fitting Apron“Can you tell me what is wrong with this photo?”Sep 22, 2017Sep 22, 2017
Sondra PrimeauxThe Womb TemperatureI’ve only ever had one office job in my life. I was in my twenties and I worked there for exactly one year. Before that and after, I only…Sep 15, 2017Sep 15, 2017
Sondra PrimeauxNeon MoonThere was a dance everyone did in the clubs in 1988 and my friend Maeve had it down. You would sort of awkwardly tumble forward then hop…Oct 8, 2016Oct 8, 2016
Sondra PrimeauxWhen Things Keep Falling ApartIt was supposed to work. This trip was supposed to fix us. I do remember this. But the rest of that year? It’s like trying to remember the…Sep 15, 2016Sep 15, 2016
Sondra PrimeauxDirt NapWhen the familiar warm sunshine hit my face, I wanted to enjoy it for a moment before opening my eyes. I waited for a kiss from my…Sep 2, 2016Sep 2, 2016
Sondra PrimeauxThe Venus of RegretHe was delicious right after a shower. Sitting cross-legged and naked on my beige carpet, I could have just eaten him whole. Instead, I…Aug 22, 2016Aug 22, 2016
