the heel press

It's been a month since my ex-boyfriend walked away from our relationship and yet every morning it dawns on me as if...

I was almost sober then, sitting inside a subway train as it hissed to another stop. I wobbled on my seat as it halte...

Part I: Day of Surgery It was a Thursday afternoon, dark and cloudy. I sat in the reclining office chair, waiting...

It is cold. The rain has let up but there's still a chill in the air as spring lazily scratches his ass an...

I carry such emotions regarding the winter holidays, mostly being somewhat mildly negative, stemmed from my childhoo...

            I’m a woman of meaning, searching for s...

45 minutes completely steady in a traffic jam can get you either madly upset or unexplainably Zen. Tonight, after th...

I posted an introduction to the paradigmatic shift in the Baha’i community, the new culture of learning and gro...

            I see a young man sitting in a room by himself....

"Did you know--" I love the way Jan says those three words: each one of them perfectly pronounced and fle...

Today we fought. Not really fought in the sense of two sides opposing, but in the sense that I had to shed him like ...

I shall write and I shall roll but I shall never give up. After all I have only fallen I have only one w...

I am recently returned from a five-day trip to LA where, against common sense and the better advice of friends, I met...

I went to South Street Seaport yesterday and met up with Darcy* and Amelia*, two friends whom I have met at scho...

When you're a kid, cartoon shows give this impression that the rooster crows once as the sun rises like some kind o...

I sat in the backseat of a black 1999 Volkswagen Golf, squished between my mother, aunt and sister. It was days befo...

It was a lovely evening. The stars were out, a warm breeze ran through the streets, and the pale moonlight made sure ...

Our love is alive, adaptive in its element, constant in its existence. We, a...

Written mid-flight—just before midnight—in transit to the Philippines, sometime during the obfuscated ...

FUNNIES AND WEE-WISDOMS Preamble: I wrote the following little bit of prose on Wee-Wisdoms and Funnies: A Sub-Genre...