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CONVERSATIONS WITH ASSHOLES

RAW WORKS FOR THE DARING SOUL

  • SHORT STORIES
    • Conversations with Consuelo
    • Anarchist Part 1
    • Film School Friend
    • Right of Passage
    • Crystal Store Tyrant
    • Small Town Shit
    • The Hoarder
    • Tarot Bully
    • House Call
    • Karen Sighting
    • Sliding Scale Therapy
    • Sorry Grandma
    • Are you happy?
    • COVID Sandwich
    • “Leave your Wife”
    • Marriage Vol.2
    • No Time for Sexism
    • “Pro-Life” Crack Head
    • Brave Woman and Pakistani Store Owner…
    • Lover Fuck Off
    • Personal Assistant
    • Marriage Vol. 1
    • Dog Park Nazi
    • Flat Tire
    • Joshua Tree
    • Xanax Mom
    • Old Friend
    • Scotch
  • POETRY
    • Amnestic Reunion
    • Let’s Play
    • Anonymous
    • Leakey, Texas
    • Vast
    • Get Some Rest
    • Dethaw
    • …
    • “You’re Late”
    • Depression, The Truth
    • Valor
    • Probity
    • Let it Rest
    • Monsoon
    • Not a Feminist
    • Traitor
    • To the Hills
    • The American McHealing Journey
    • Get In Get Out
    • Stay Still, Don’t Spill
    • Classy Woman
    • Soul Retrieval
    • Static
    • Out of Sorts
    • The Same
    • Please Stay
    • Poker Face
    • Plateau
    • Table for One
    • Time, Who Needs It?
    • Until We Don’t
    • Whimsy
    • I’m Tired of this Body
    • Relocate
    • American Dream
  • UNLEASHED THOUGHTS
    • All Evil Empires Must Fall
    • “Used To It”
    • Channeling the “Drones”
    • Writing Exercises For The Assholes
    • Can’t Afford Nothing Anymore
    • Hello You
    • “Fuck that Meditation”
    • I’m Tired of this Body
    • COVID Blues
    • Shingles. The Story of My Life.
    • Coffee Talk
    • Capulálpam de Méndez
    • Sweet Stranger
  • Meet the Writer

Category: GRIEF

Scotch

March 11, 2017March 15, 2026 ~ Mel Moralez ~ Leave a comment

My head pounded from the scotch when he called me at dawn. I wished it were one of those mornings that I woke still drunk, thinking I’d fooled the booze. Not today. "I’ve fallen in love with someone," his voice was deep and stern. As if this hangover couldn’t get worse. I thought about rather … Continue reading Scotch

Xanax Mom

August 20, 2016March 15, 2026 ~ Mel Moralez ~ Leave a comment

I wasn't surprised when I heard she'd burnt down the house. She's been on Xanax for as long as I can remember. I sat in the waiting room while they looked up her room number, she only suffered minor injuries. My neighbor saw smoke and carried her out of the house before it completely went … Continue reading Xanax Mom

“Pro-Life” Crack Head

August 1, 2016March 15, 2026 ~ Mel Moralez ~ Leave a comment

“Melissa, are you listening?  It’s procedure that we have an answer to this question.” Her hair was tight, she looked exhausted in her wrinkled scrubs.  Crocks, she was wearing crocks.  I hate crocks. Nurse's choice for comfort.  Nurses need as much comfort as possible I thought, they have hard jobs. I had completely zoned out.  … Continue reading “Pro-Life” Crack Head

Small Town Shit

June 24, 2016March 15, 2026 ~ Mel Moralez ~ Leave a comment

It was the town I grew up in, a small town called Comfort. Comfort.  What a load of shit. There's nothing here for me anymore.  Purposefully forgotten friends, family moved and the only reason I'm back in this piece of shit is to take care of an old speeding ticket.  My plan was to show … Continue reading Small Town Shit

Dog Park Nazi

June 22, 2016March 16, 2026 ~ Mel Moralez ~ Leave a comment

I squatted on the edge of a rock, smoking and looking at the water. My dog off-leash beside me, smelling the air. The sunset was beautiful. My hands were cold. I put on my gloves while the smoke burned my eyes. I bent forward and squeezed them shut. It was nice to be alone. Actually … Continue reading Dog Park Nazi

Marriage Vol. 1

June 22, 2016March 15, 2026 ~ Mel Moralez ~ Leave a comment

It had been months since I'd slept with him.  Hell, we haven't even talked in weeks.  It's true that no matter who you marry, they inevitably become a gaping wound that disgusts you. I went to the grocery store on my way home and picked up some wine to share with him.  I guess you … Continue reading Marriage Vol. 1

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