Growing with gratitude for life's challenges
It was a perfect summer evening for a gathering – warm but with enough of a breeze to make it comfortable. Holding onto my companion’s hand, I lead him through the throngs of people to find my fellow co-workers. Micheal and I had dated casually, but it wasn’t going anywhere. He still loved his ex, […]
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Yours truly ventured out to an open mic, with the support of two of dear friends. Despite how unwell I was feeling, my companions arranged for me to read my poems before I could retreat. This was only my second visit to an open mic poetry session, and I decided to read a personal […]
Read MoreI keep dreaming about young men: confidant, seductive, virile young men. In my dreams, they cozy up to me, offer promises of love, and always, I remember who I am – a dried up old woman condemned to disability – and wake up…reluctantly. Thing is, men have always been a mystery to me, like a […]
Read MoreMust have been the dimness of the lights, or maybe the thick haze of cigarette smoke that masked the truth of my age, because the doorman didn’t flinch as my sister led me into the crowded bar. Rows of long plywood tables lined either side of the room, each one overflowing with bodies, more men […]
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One Woman's Quest II 