In the hour between the end of school and the time her parents arrived, we crowded into their kitchen and sucked burned tobacco into our lungs.
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Solo Flight
There was no dress rehearsal for being single. Suddenly my co-pilot was gone and I was flying solo.
Free the Nipple
How exhilarating it must be to feel the fresh air moving across your skin as you run half-naked without fear of assault or arrest.
Invisibility
I think the all to common phenomenon of elder women feeling invisible is a symptom of the larger issues of…
Cheeseburger Dreams
I want a pair of wired granny panties that come with earbuds to track my pulse, hormones, fluids and temperature. The earbuds would whisper messages like…
In the Time of Chairs
Imagine grocery shopping on your hands and knees, walking home, and making dinner on your kitchen floor. My knees hurt just thinking about it.
The Zen of Betsy Wetsy
If toys are templates for developing skills and behavior, what was the lesson I was supposed to learn from Betsy Wetsy?