I've taken on nightmares to mean the break of dawn. It was not so when I was a child. The darkness feared me, the miniscule chip of the crickets from the bush, the creepy silence when an image dashes past and I ask "who's that?" but no one answers. Now,...
"I slept with a man last night. There was a kindness in his eyes that appealed to my sense of giving. But he was the one who gave and gave all. Empathy was evident in the slight bend of his neck and the whispery hush in his voice when he...
This was not what I had expected when he said “hi”. Being single is a fart you don't want to smell on some days. Days when the girls you imagined would make you fine bridesmaids someday, are now the ones getting your congratulatory message on their Facebook post. “It’s one...