The Straggler
Christina Hoffman
I felt his absence slowly growing and absorbing me like a black hole.
I’ve never told anyone this story before because it is a little embarrassing. Plus legally I’m not really supposed to talk about it but…here we go.
I had my first sexual experience when I was
I did not raise my glass in toast to the passing of Gene Hackman.
There is inherent loneliness in the mountains.
Catholic guilt burned a hole in my palm and hidden in a bag, inside another bag, I lowered it into a dumpster like burying evidence of dead nuns.
I felt his absence slowly growing and absorbing me like a black hole.
The freedom is almost overwhelming.
You were compiling something and the itch for alcohol had blocked all business until you’d gotten up, checked the stove, and left.
Love is like a museum. You have to look around, experience things, and then leave.
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