Every fortnight, for about a year, my therapist and I would play chess in her cozy, dainty office. I would wonder if she knew how it felt…
The beads appeared on Ruth’s wrist a day before she passed on. Everyone, but the three of us, bawled their lungs out. We were old and…
To pee, or not to pee. Okay, screw Hamlet; I mean, look at the size of this load, and I really need to…
I’m pregnant, Mum.
I know.
She never danced in a group. She has too much soul, they said. She filled the stage with the presence of twenty but…
There you go again with the same tacky act you pull off every day. I will admit, the first time was a little spectacular, and so was…