An old cardboard box lay in her lap. Its bright cigar labels faded and torn, the once pungent aroma of tobacco but a faint afterthought. Nestled inside, among pressed flowers and torn movie stubs, rests two letters bearing stamps from an exotic country she would never visit. Brushing her fingertips across his child-like script, her … Continue reading Airmail letters
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Coming out
I am a duly registered, fully vetted, card-carrying Republican. Yeah, I know... I hide the horns and pointy tail well. In the same way I identify myself as Christian and still dismiss many of the hypocritical attitudes of some who adhere to organized religious practices, I also reject many of the planks of my chosen … Continue reading Coming out
A conversation unspoken
She likened it to packing for a week-long trip - changes of clothes, snacks, drinks, extra shoes, a sweater in case it turns cold, medicine and emergencies contact telephone numbers, a camera, games, toys, the list was impressive. All this for only one person, and a tiny person at that. A morning outing took hours … Continue reading A conversation unspoken
Study buddy
“You still at it,” she asked, finding him surrounded by crumpled index cards and dozens of broken No. 2 pencils. “I’ve got to ace my GRE if I hope to get into Harvard!” “If you don’t have it by now, you never will.” “I know, but I can’t shut off my brain!” She closed the … Continue reading Study buddy
Basic training
“You really should start dating again. I know some great guys. I could hook you up.” “We’ve talked about this, I’m fine.” “Aren’t you lonely? You’re too young to be by yourself.” “Just because I’m alone, doesn’t mean I'm lonely.” “Don’t you miss... you know?” “Sure, I miss... the intimacy, but I can’t...” “I can’t … Continue reading Basic training
I’m ugly
I’m not ugly because I’m nearing the second half of my life, and gravity and time have done their best to conquer me. I’m not ugly because my skin is dry and grey, wrinkles forming around my eyes and mouth, creasing my forehead and neck. I’m not ugly because the black stubble on my chin … Continue reading I’m ugly