Baby

The hormones made everything hazy, as if preparing me for the hinterland I was about to enter. Because my body had been making you for over seven months, gliding through the gestation of another human so effortlessly that I had no idea that the warm gush of fluid flowing down my legs was my body…

Dandelions

So I insist on getting these dandelions out by hand rather than use chemicals.  And theoretically it’s all beautiful and environmentally-friendly but in practice I’m bending over and my back aches as I’m digging the bastards out of the grass, knowing full well that later I’ll be immobile and begging my kids to find the…

Beauty

And I had just been telling him about my personal philosophy, confessing myself to be a sweet spinner of hopes that all things of pain morph into something beautiful Relaying the story about my mother who stood stationary in the muck of Vile, damning us to a tomb of “did she ever really love us?”…

Closure

And it was a time of great vulnerability.  But I didn’t know it then. Because at age 20, away at college, and in love with the future, I couldn’t see anything but hope and sex and an unwavering commitment to idealism and reverie. So we danced around reality—he and I—and played family in the rental…

Zoe

So I’m sobbing by the side of the street just west of her house, remembering that late night I drove her home and we saw the streets and businesses flood.  The windshield was submerged and the world inundated, and we all leaned forward in our seats to better view the spectacle, and there was a…

Shut your freaking mouth

  Young women today “Live in a Kartrashian world”?!  Really?!  Says the woman with the screen name “iluvamerica”?   (Why?  Why not just spell it right?!  “ILoveAmerica”. Because there’s almost nothing more anti-Kardashian than purposefully misspelling words to be all cutesy and phonetic?  Do you do that in case you forget how to read, or is…