Leave.
Jun 05, 2026

Leave. I go back to Los Angeles in a summer before 1994, in our hot, dry smoggy house. Happy house where the boys were small. Where I saw, with my friend Karen, an interview on tv with a woman that…

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pretending everything is fine
Jun 05, 2026

I graduated from college during a recession and was the only one in my Public Health department who got a job. The University of Massachusetts Medical Center hired me to be a public health educator on a $5 million grant…

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Everything isn’t fine
Jun 05, 2026

[It's always such a pleasure writing with you, partner.] Alex and I don't have second beers. Outside the pub in full view of the busy patio, we give each other shallow hugs and agree to "do this again." And then…

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Pretending Everything is Fine.
Jun 05, 2026

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little love
Jun 04, 2026

It might have been a polaroid. She couldn't remember now, her hot tears so consumed the memory of the memory. It didn't make much sense, and the harder she tried, the faster it slipped away. Green stops and purple starts…

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Love Island
Jun 04, 2026

Where did all that go? Those midnight yearnings alone or with others. The singing. The imagining – him on a beach, running away and tossing a football I could never catch, him kissing me, fingering me, fucking me, devouring me.…

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My Love Letter.
Jun 04, 2026

I was Love, looking and looking for love until, after forty years, I found my love, a love who wasn't even born at the time I started looking. My love, I dream of you day & night, I write poems…

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Love
Jun 04, 2026

[pushing my story along, Amelia's having a beer with a guy named Alex. He's asked about her dog.] I should not say anything about Raul. There is no way Alex is not going to think I'm nuts, dog person, etc.…

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I was love
Jun 04, 2026

"One night we walked out of a party holiday on the embarcadero into pouring rain and Kenji, my date, swung around a lamp post singing "I'm singin' in the rain, just singin' in the rain ..." I laughed and laughed.…

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Pure Creation
Jun 04, 2026

She knew it the moment she stepped into the classroom: the energy of pure spontaneous creativity.

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Peace and Miracles
Jun 03, 2026

There is a miracle happening right now, and I am watching it happen. Today I trekked into the woods near my house. My daily walks into the woods is saving me right now, both mentally and physically. My kids and…

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There’s a Wild Streak in Me.
Jun 03, 2026

I was three years old, a little girl with fine, straggly, blond hair, and I had recently become prone to throwing tantrums when my mother refused to prepare a bottle of similac formula for me--after all, she carefully tested the…

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