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How To Love An Optimist
It is pouring torrential buckets outside. Cats and dogs and rhinoceroses fall veritably from the sky, it is their proverbial howls that make the wind seem even louder, even wilder. Puddles form in...
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Fat Girl in a Green Bathing Suit
Standing in the kitchen, my thick thighs rubbing together underneath my skirt, I am slowly working the premade pizza dough to stretch. It came in a plastic bag, this dough, from one of those “Cook At...
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How To Be A Perfect Woman
How to be a perfect woman First, you must be willing. Willing to hide away the things you know and defer to a man’s concept of the world, or maybe every man’s concept, if you are really ambitious....
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You Can Let Go Now
There are two things I know for certain about letting go: 1) no matter how much you know you must, your heart will crack a little 2) and however small the opening, you will always have a window of...
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Thirty Six Years of Unremarkable Growth
Wake up, it is early December and filled with only rain. There is still time, for a White Christmas. But Christmas is a million miles away and tomorrow is my 37th birthday. Feed my children pop-tarts...
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Resolving Your Need for Resolution
That crack on your ceiling is waiting You could look back and be sad. This year was supposed to be better, after all....
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I Don’t Wear Pants, Which is Probably Why I’m Happier Than You
When my husband came home from work and found me with my naked rear end hanging out from my closet, I’m sure he thought it was an invitation. “How you doin’?” he drawled, his voice half muffled,...
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The Last First Time
The other times will have their own meaning, with different value and depth, but the first time will be that very thing: the first time, never to be replicated again. She will be impossibly small, and...
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Mother’s Day, In the Middle
There will be no macaroni necklaces this year. No misshapen cats made of clay, affixed to cardboard backing: “You’re Purrfect, Mom” scrawled in crayoned lumbering letters. And there are no more tea...
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To My Husband, On The Occasion Of Our Third Wedding Anniversary
It’s our wedding anniversary, and you are in California, 2,000 miles away from me. Anniversaries are intangible, I know. They are just one day, just a souvenir of what time has measured out and what...
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