Romance

or: to bring you back, i’ve learned the darkest art — Hello again. It feel like forever since I’ve written a letter, sealed it inside a digital bottle, and set it adrift on the stormy seas of social media, but in reality its only actually been about seven months. Fuck. I mean, my god, just thinking about that threatens to give…

Ricky marked his calendar when the visits drew near. Sometimes Momma stayed for cousins’ week, and sometimes she left us in Nana’s care. We brought our sleeping bags as we never knew how many young people would show up, and Nana didn’t have a bed for everybody. When Momma’s car…

Part 1, Pattaya / U-Tapao, Thailand — Sasi. I dreamed about her. I shook the water out of my hair and stepped from the shower. Except for vague bits, I rarely recalled my dreams. Not that dreams had context. Did any dream make sense? Did dreams do anything more than increase the hurt? In the dream, Sasi…

A Pet’s Point of View… Of their Owners Doing the Nasty — We can’t help but love our Pets. It’s a challenge at times to love our spouse, partner, boyfriend, girlfriend, lover. Forcing us to try our hardest with other humans. But when it comes to our Pets, the love is easy and unconditional. Our Pets will join, watch or guard us…

For better and for worse. — Violence and/or abuse is generally not what we think of when women imagine a life of happily ever after with a partner. Then why do so many women — including myself— often become entangled with partners who are violent? I’ve pondered this for a while now and though I don’t…