He was as southern boy as a southern boy gets, gay as all get out, but loved women so much he still slept with them. We met in film school. He wore daisy dukes with cowboy boots and colorful glasses, drove a convertible red Mustang, chewed gum, smoked cigarettes, and blasted Britney Spears. His accent … Continue reading Film School Friend
Category: GRIEF
Right of Passage
I hadn't seen you yet since it happened. When I did, the pain and wisdom in your eyes was only something that comes from the deep grief of losing a parent. The eyes forever changed. And selfishly, I wondered if anything would ever be the same. If your eyes would return to their “normal” soft … Continue reading Right of Passage
Anarchist Part 1
The other day an overly "confident" acquaintance began spewing unprompted about how proud they are about what Trump is doing. The Gemini bitch in me began to purr and lick her chops. Calm down kitty, no need to play with your food, you're not even hungry. People like this all look the same to me … Continue reading Anarchist Part 1
Channeling the “Drones”
My husband and I have been seeing things in the sky over the past month. The first recent sighting (I used to see them a lot when I was younger) was over Thanksgiving before I had heard anything about these "drones" in New Jersey. We were chatting outside around 9:30-10 drinking some beers with two … Continue reading Channeling the “Drones”
All Evil Empires Must Fall
Trump was shot at today during a rally. My intuition going on high alert, saying something feels off. Photos not matching videos and visa versa per usual. I know this will be great for his election. The Democratic Party is falling apart as it should. The Republican Party is falling apart as it should. I … Continue reading All Evil Empires Must Fall
Can’t Afford Nothing Anymore
Yesterday, we planted trees on our property in the pines. I can't wait to see these babies 30 years from now. In a world addicted to instant gratification, it feels weird to think this far ahead, and I think that's why we are in such big trouble. Even if I'm not on Earth to enjoy … Continue reading Can’t Afford Nothing Anymore
Conversations with Consuelo
We sat on the couch together, chatting like giddy girls. You sang me the catholic Spanish hymns you wanted us to play at your funeral while I admired your voice like always. I watched your beautiful old hands and fingers follow the words of the songs from your tattered book. When you finished, I asked … Continue reading Conversations with Consuelo
I’m Tired of this Body
I'm tired of this body. The stiffness and pain in my muscles. The hair loss. Having no energy. How long it takes me to fight a common fucking cold. How inaccessible alternative healthcare is. How ill-equipped modern healthcare is when it comes to whole body health. I am tired of having this interfere with my … Continue reading I’m Tired of this Body
Marriage Vol.2
We'd been arguing for over an hour and had finally hit a lull. I wrapped my hands around my neck to stop the words from spilling out. It didn't work. "You know, sometimes it feels like you enjoy sucking the fucking spirit out of me." The words felt like the truest I'd spoken in a … Continue reading Marriage Vol.2
CONVERSATIONS WITH ASSHOLES 