The Art of Sabotage

  We work to achieve a dream-perfect future at the expense of our present. We struggle, we falter, and we lose who we are to each other. Perfection is what is most important. Love is not nurtured; love is assumed and it is implicit that it will get us through anything. Until it doesn’t. And … More The Art of Sabotage

How Boys Contributed to the Demise of My Sanity I

A series of ex’s and the debacles, er, relationships which helped shape my deranged look on life. Chapter One: The Now I’ll Never Be a Teen Model! Boy(friend) In the oppressive and suffocating halls of high school my self-esteem took daily suicidal leaps. My girlfriends always had a boyfriend, or boys waiting for them, or … More How Boys Contributed to the Demise of My Sanity I

The End of Infinity

Picture perfect humid July afternoon, a crawfish boil is underway, lawn chairs and kegs scattered about. Children swimming in a green, fetid above ground pool, dog poop decorating the land, men in sleeveless t-shirts aiming bottle rockets at each other; just another grand day in a north-end white trash neighborhood. And there I am, summer … More The End of Infinity

Mercurial Rumination

Just when I think the demons have retreated from the light I’ve been basking in, they slither back through the murky corridors, their menacing whispers echo. Not thin enough. Not pretty enough. Not good enough. They grab tendrils of my hair as I try to run from them, they tug to halt my shaky steps. They … More Mercurial Rumination