Sometimes, I think that love’s got a coat rack for all the costumes it wears every day. Love looks different, depending on who’s looking.” ― love and its many faces Isa has been one of my writing heroines since early college when I first discovered her blog. Her entries were like mixtures of short stories, poetry
Where does life happen? For a while, I took pride in being a planner and second-guesser. In a small way, it was my job. In both my first and current one, I had to second-guess what I was putting out there so I could find the best way to do the work. And it worked. In
“You know what? I’m yours all day tomorrow if you just talk to me right now.” With eyes wide, he stammered a life story, or something like it. I wanted to know the best feeling he’d ever felt, what he found funny but didn’t want to laugh at, what it was like to hold a
Dear friend, I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately, and it’s made me very lonely. Well, lonelier than usual.
October 3, 2013 This is dedicated to past loves, especially that one that keeps coming back.