Category: Reflection
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Something Other Than Fate
On Monday, happenstance occurred. Happenstance, I say, because I’m not sure I believe in fate or destiny, puzzle pieces fitting together just so. I see a yellow sticky note on my office floor. I leave it there for several hours. I have things to do. In the mid-afternoon, I pick up the note and take…
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Writing Inspiration: Dating
A good date is always a bad date for a writer. I get a rush of delight when I realize things have gone horribly awry and I’m stuck in a situation that I will be forced to endure for another 53 minutes. It’s sweet, the taste of the meat of him, the reassuring thought that…
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Hag/Fag I
Being a fag doesn’t seem that hard what’s discrimination to you what’s civil rights to you don’t you care too much about your red vests and purple stripes the gel in your hair, the lotion on your skin walking in high heels like sissy boys queerflies the unnatural the unwanted the disembowed the goddamned Group…
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To My Dearest, Part 5
To: My Dearest From: Medicated Lady Re: Evaluation There is compelling evidence that you do not feel you have made an error in judgment concerning me. This is disappointing as I had not terminated you; I had only put you on probation. I fully expected for you to come through a reassessment with no problems.…
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Miscellaneous Point of Purpose
I have some random man’s boxers on maybe the ex’s or any sort of reasonable facsimile or the Gay Man or such The utility of men’s undergarments the user-friendly hole in the front pisses me off as women are trapped in bras, lycra panties that don’t have any ass coverage just shoestrings and such Which…
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New Guy, Same Story.
The new one says casually I like you. I say, I like you, too. We continue driving barely touching fingers. That new one with his easy smile that I sense is not so easy. The new one who will never win my complete adoration Typical manspeak he meant it as a compliment It wasn’t. He…
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Trilogy of 10-line Poems
Between Birth and Decay My aunt had cancer. Actually, she still does. It’s just rotting with her bones in an underground cavern. Between birth and decay, it’s the suffering that counts. Malinger away. Two other aunts have cancer now. Don’t they deserve it, never coming to visit never seeing the suffering until the end. More…
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Killing My Mother(s)
Am I going to kill my mother? My Aunt Ty died. Now, two other aunts on that same side of the family have cancer. These three aunts have at least one thing in common: they always swore that there’d been a mistake and I was their daughter. My aunts soon to be dead or already…
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Dating II
it was a year ago today since I saw him last it was a year ago yesterday that he told me he had no affection for me branded it into my psyche it was a year ago yesterday and on this anniversary by coincidence only he emailed me wondered if we were on speaking terms…
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