Crying in the Shower
I slump against the shower wall, fumbling for the spout.
As soon as the hot water hits me, water springs from my own eyes. It’s like a rainstorm in the desert. My lungs open like desert blooms, and I sob with my full might.
I hear footsteps in an adjacent room. » Read more
When You Screw Up at the Piano Recital, You Don’t Take a Break from the Keys
“It’s funny if you think about it, that whole ‘you just got out of a relationship, you need to be single for a while’ thing,” Ro says.
We’re at our usual place. I’ve got a glass of red wine. » Read more
“Hey you twoooo!” I say, stepping through the door. I call this greeting out as loudly as I possibly can. Sing-songy in a way that I know will carry into the living room.
The acoustics of my house have long been a vital factor in how Skyspook and I date others separately while living together. » Read more
“To be trusted is a greater compliment than being loved.”
“I hope you have a great time at your party,” CC tells me.
I’m going out of town to visit a cool person I’ve only met one time. But who I’ve been meaning to spend more time with. » Read more
Harry: You realize, of course, that we can never be friends.
Sally: Why not?
Harry: What I’m saying is — and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form — is that men and women can’t be friends because the sex part always gets in the way.
Sally: That’s not true. » Read more
I’ve been waiting for months, waiting for years, waiting for you to change.
Aw, but there ain’t much that’s dumber, there ain’t much that’s dumber
than pinning your hopes on a change in another.
And I, yeah I still need you, but what good’s that gonna do?
Needing is one thing, » Read more
“Love is essential, gregariousness is optional.”
“Whacha thinking?” I ask him.
“Nothing much. Just chilling,” he says.
And yet I know there’s more to it. It’s just that thoughts don’t translate into words as well as he’d like. It’s not easy for him to bring them up to the surface, » Read more
“It’s been a rough time,” he says. “I’m adjusting the best I can, but…” He looks away.
I wait for him to finish.
“There’s a lot to adjust to,” he says. “She’s a different person with this much NRE. And I can’t help but notice how much faster they fell in love than we did. » Read more
“There are certain children who are told they are too sensitive, and there are certain adults who believe sensitivity is a problem that can be fixed in the way that crooked teeth can be fixed and made straight. And when these two come together you get a fairytale, a kind of story with hopelessness in it. » Read more
“Ugh, what is wrong with me? I’m so freaking bad at poly,” she says.
“Why do you say that?” I say.
“I’m the poly vet here. I should know what I’m doing,” she says.
“And you don’t?”
“I don’t. I feel like I did way back in the beginning, » Read more