I was in 12th grade English class, breaking down a poem, preparing for the AP English Exam, learning the techniques of the masters and teasing out the ways in!-->…
I have arrived, my friends, in the cold, dark, pit of the season. I am writing this in the full glow of a lamp meant to blast vitamin D into my resting bitch!-->…
Some of you may be aware that I have just returned from two weeks in Wales, my ancestral home, and the place most of my aunts, uncles and cousins live. While I!-->…
Brittney asked where Steve was. He was a regular at our group fitness sessions, but then he disappeared. “He got a hip replacement,” I said. She made a!-->…
You think too goddamned much. Don't ask me how I know. Oh, it's because I also think too much. It's a failing of the human condition, to think more than to!-->…
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