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I am so tired.

what is about carbs, and days off that makes us so tired. Have I always been this tired, or is it a new thing? Am I lethargic from not doing anything – despite having done a shift at work, met with two clients, unpacked half my house, and only took one nap through it all?…

It’s Dolphin Week. PeriodT.

When Jan and I were first together, I sent him an emoji of a shark. “Boo,” I’d said. “It’s (shark emoji) week.” “Dolphin?” he’d responded, “I don’t get it.” Then I had to explain it was a shark. Then I had to explain what shark week was. And then he got it. What my partner,…

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; a semi colon. a pause. an interlude. a breath. bated breath. i wish you could still take a breath. i wish you had taken a breath. i wasn’t there when you were longing to live. i wasn’t there when you were longing to die. i wasn’t there when you opted to go. or wanted…

Grammy’s 2020 – A Recap

The crowd are on their damn feet. Lizzo just slayed her opening medley, with a flute solo, her back up ballet dancers – my god her VOICE – and kicked it off with dedicating the performance to Kobe Bryant. I’m not crying, you are. They got so excited when Lizzo took out her flute lmao…

patience IS a WOULD BE virtue

“I hate that song.” “What song?” “‘Patience’ by GnR,” I mutter impatiently. “Oh,” he replies. “I love it.” I have no patience. It’s a wonder I’m a parent. Right now, I’m losing patience over my fake nails making mistakes across the keyboard. Missed keystrokes infuriate me. I took typing class for two hours a day…

building blocks

step one, step two. three, no four. if I’ve blocked you once, it’s now once more. what I did and why you couldn’t what you said and why I wouldn’t doesn’t even matter, isn’t even fluent here we are, because you blew it. Your profile picture changed today. I noticed and I’m pissed off, even…

Sisters Are Doin’ It For Themselves

I don’t know if we’re still angrily punishing Eve for the apple, but at some point we found it sport to demolish other women. Other sisters. For jobs, for men. For other women. For parking spots and promotions and affection and attention. Likes on Social Media. For the sake of cattiness. We became bitches to…

New gig.

Once, someone said: you just feel like they need to struggle because you did. And really, that couldn’t be further from the truth. But I will say this – we have to allow our loved ones, our friends and our family to fall down. Do it themselves. Make mistakes. We can’t do it for them….

vague BOOK ing

I’m the worst for it. And the worst for being remorseful over it. So then I delete it. What is “vaguebooking”? It’s leaving an ominous status on Facebook, that begs people to ask you what’s wrong, or incites overall curiosity. My post today: “Done.” No context, no explanation. Just “done”. And I so rarely post…

the mixtape

Ah, the mixtape. The mix cassettes I made over my formative teen years is basically a call and answer foreshadow to the woman I became. From tapes, to CDs, and now playlists and soundtracks, mix lists eagerly cultivated a night of romance. Let you scream rage your protest of being grounded. Told someone you were…