The Never-Final Countdown

There is the thing Facebook does - the Memories. I look at it every day, and more often it is an emotionally masochistic act than a warm-fuzzy one. I notice myself doing an unconscious countdown around November. Now that my boyfriend Paulie and I have been together for less-than-six-but-more-than-five years, as the memories get closer... Continue Reading →

Tinkerbell, Uncaged

When I was 19 I lived alone in Kalamazoo, Michigan after a failed attempt to move to California. I'd gone out to a town called Moraga with my friend Heather, but left when she fell in love with a hair dresser from Malibu. She moved in with him, I moved back home, tail between my... Continue Reading →

Blog at

Up ↑