funny how the stars line up.

It was supposed to be
a joyous thing

She tore off pieces and kept them in her mouth.

It happened at a small party I’d planned at a nightclub in the meatpacking district.

He was taking swigs out of a bottle of Listerine.

1.  My ex-boyfriend got engaged to a girl less than a year after he broke up with me.  We had dinner with her once.  She was a family friend.  She wore hoop earrings and looked like a worst-case scenario Mila Kunis.  I hated her but I didn't know why yet.

Via some prophecy, my son has
reached one half my chronological
age. And there are so many things

he can tell me: when The Macho... more

From the shadow of an oak tree.

Every time they go-cart raced, she beat the living crap out of him.

Although I guess it really started on Saturday morning.

The Boy was born poor and continued to be poor.

If not for “Alive,” I’d be dead. 

This is a meaningful story about the intestinal parasite I picked up while living in Salt Lake City, in Ted Bundy’s house. 

A bald eagle was shot directly above my head, mid-flight, and its feathers rested gently on my scalp for the rest of geological time.

On the way to T’s childhood Wendy’s I tell her
about mine, a Fancy Wendy’s, with a salad bar,
rooms, tin... more

I was so broke I went to see my mother.

Nothing would deter us.

Esther rises and pulls the cord and moves to the front of the bus, whereupon it brakes and kneels.

From The Happiest Place On Earth

It took a month of working together for Luke to start talking to me.

spell for electron microscopes/ for silicate minerals & landfills

if my friends say you are a cell tower... more

The door is open, I said, just come in.

Susan bought a gun that shot doors into things. The doors were small and led to incredible places.

Well look, the radio says ... 

Liz and I sit up with a start.

An envelope with my name on it, xoxo.

We receive phone calls inviting us to the ocean, (a beach day!) but of course we can no longer fit in the sea. We are too big for open waters.

We met in the pathology suite ––me the medical student––you the corpse.

We had a crab dinner at my uncle’s that night.

I’ve bought more used Automatic for the People CDs than I can count.