A story about anxious kvetching 2007/2008 I am visiting some friends of mine at Syracuse University. One year […]
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Let them leave you All ghosts are secret teachers Just before my birthday a new guy, who I […]
Eddie never gave me his name. He got me high. I ran for my life. I am sixteen […]
Do you make yourself sick? An essay on finding ease. I’ve given myself gonorrhea. Or, at […]
How do you get close to someone? I met Eddie early on in my dating app days, […]
I have spent six months without Original Eddie, weeding through men, once in a while sleeping with one […]
I’ll be writing for the next month, the last month of my twenty-eighth year, to purge stories from […]
I’ll be writing for the next month, the last month of my twenty-eighth year, to purge stories from […]
I keep wondering if I should hide my brilliance. A pile of white dog hair in the dog […]
I was going to write about boobs today. Kara has posted two “bra shots” (clearly I am obsessed […]
