Writing the Thing
Staring at yummy turkeys (men) I could claim for my own, waxing poetic on the virtues of men in jeans, instead of writing the thing that needs writing.
Read MoreStaring at yummy turkeys (men) I could claim for my own, waxing poetic on the virtues of men in jeans, instead of writing the thing that needs writing.
Read MoreI started running to escape my ghosts and found peace in the cool breeze. These words tonight I now lay to rest, may they leave me in peace as I run.
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Read MoreI’ve arrived at the corner of Single and Midlife Sex. It’s not pretty.
Read MoreI am no longer a wife. I no longer sport the symbol of apparent marital success, a large diamond and a Facebook status. I found myself and lost everything.
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