loving change, for a change

we say we don’t have seasons in miami, but we do. they are slight and they are lovely, and yesterday was our first fall day. the beach was windy and almost too cool, if not for the eager sunshine. lying on a thin blanket, my face hidden from stray drops of sea flying off theContinue reading “loving change, for a change”

Ten Things I Learned in 2015

  1. You can give yourself away entirely and still be yourself entirely. 2. Women have infinite strength and patience. 3. Hormones play a brilliant and sadistic role in the function of human females, and test the strength and patience of their partners. 4. No matter how destroyed your body feels or looks, it can restore itself.Continue reading “Ten Things I Learned in 2015”

When I’m 64 

My birthday week begins today. Seven days out of 365 that I am consciously aware of my life advancing in time. It’s extra acute this year  with the knowledge that roughly eight weeks from now time will move faster than I have ever experienced before. I’ll be 32 years old this week and 32 weeksContinue reading “When I’m 64 “

My mother’s endless love. 

The love of my mother has no prejudice. The love of my mother is not blind.  The love of my mother has no bounds. The love of my mother is always kind.  The love of my mother never pauses.  The love of my mother simply searches,  for ways to make you feel better inside.  The love ofContinue reading “My mother’s endless love. “

Native

Across the sand Bare feet deep breath dive in calm, clear, teal farther and farther lungs scream tiny schools mermaid hair soft sand reflections waves tepid Atlantic wraps around skin hearts aglow loyal sunshine foggy brain molecules cling his presence lingers dive deep

‘Twas the Night Before Christmas, Rewritten, Explicit.

‘Twas the night before Christmas, the ground floor of an old house Had been converted into a piano bar, filled by many a louse. Music and banter wound its way up the spiral staircase, Melodies curled around a lady giving a sailor good chase. Somewhere down some lane children slept in their beds Visions ofContinue reading “‘Twas the Night Before Christmas, Rewritten, Explicit.”

At Last

Sam walked down the long green entryway to her grandmother’s door gazing at the new orchids blooming in the courtyard. Her eyes wandered up into the mango tree and she wondered when the fruit would start to weigh heavy on the branches. The year before they had come in April, unseasonably early, almost two monthsContinue reading “At Last”

Miami Life, Another Night

A fly’s wings fluttered against the glass as thunder shook the pane. Drops pelted the roof of the car. The fly buzzed. Sam considered opening the window and letting him drown. An ambulance siren howled in the distance. The rain masked the sounds of metal and rubber and the slick roads claiming its victims. The flyContinue reading “Miami Life, Another Night”

Paper Thin, Black and White, One-Sided, Insatiable, Insomniac Love

I am an intimacy junkie. Ask my boyfriend. I need it like oxygen. The closeness, the familiarity, the private cozy friendship, the feeling that my feelings are shared. Without it I feel lonely, even in a room full of people. It has only recently occurred to me that the fault of this doesn’t fall upon myContinue reading “Paper Thin, Black and White, One-Sided, Insatiable, Insomniac Love”

Being naked.

“So,” says the darling person genuinely interested in my life, “what have you been up to?” “Well,” I start, looking to whatever person or book I happen to be in public with for support, “I just finished editing my novel.” And in that time, before they process how to answer this statement, I wonder: doContinue reading “Being naked.”

The Gene Pool Lottery

#LikeAGirl  <– CLICK for Video   Genetics are dumb luck as far as I’m concerned. Throughout history, whether you were born into the working class or the aristocracy was your fate. These days, we live in a world where you can change your stars. That is, if you were born in a first world country, and you areContinue reading “The Gene Pool Lottery”

A Love Letter to My Generation

A caustic compliment From the curve of your lip Matches your cruel beauty Like satin ripped   The accidental truths Dropped off your tongue Are fallen angels slain They are your demons undone   There is dissonance in those eyes A freezing wind blows through your soul No matter how many matches I strike There’sContinue reading “A Love Letter to My Generation”

like a girl

“I’m not going paint balling,” said one TSA official to the other across the conveyor belt that had just delivered one of my boots. “Come onnnnnnn,” the agent on the other side replied. “Not gonna happen. It’s too cold out there.” I watched the screen of the X-ray machine in the distance wondering if itContinue reading “like a girl”