Twice Upon a Space

And once upon a time. A series of mini memoirs.


Humanity through hangnails.


Someone held my hand on the train this morning.

My first impulse was to pull away, feelings of indignation and resentment curdling up in my…


Macklemore might not have been crying on Sunday, but I was.

SF Pride 2013


Yesterday I had the great privilege of leading the SF Pride parade with the world-famous…


I wanted teardrops on my chest, not my pillow.


I stood in the shower and prepared myself for my regular ritual, angling my body to face the sunlight in slight parallel, illuminating the…


I traded three slices of pizza for a duet with a homeless woman, & three of the best hugs of my life


I sat in my car as the sobs rolled through my body again and again like…


Let Death be a Celebration of Life


(Or “Why Birthdays Should be More Like Memorials”)

Earlier this year I went to a memorial service for a close friend, my long-time next…


CosmicCity, you were my first.


It's curious to me that I still so distinctly remember my first IM chat, even so many years later. Perhaps I somehow already knew the significance such online…


How do you measure wealth?


Why you shouldn't worry about what you buy your kids for Christmas.

"Okay, kids. Get ready. When we pass his car on the right, everyone give him…


Tampax Debutante


There comes a time in every girl’s life when she is presented to the world as a woman. In times past, this was a graceful process, accented by a sophisticated and grand coming…


Barbie Feet


Summertime. The window was open, California sun dancing playfully through the plum-tree leaves, skipping over the languid breeze that fluttered my forest-green blinds up and down…

Twice Upon a Space
Twice Upon a Space

And once upon a time. A series of mini memoirs.

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