Amelia lay awake in bed, watching the shadows flicker on her ceiling. In the place where there was now a pile of pillows, once lay her husband of twenty years. Although the divorce was Amelia’s idea, and the disintegration of their marriage was primarily her doing, she was having difficulties coping with the isolation of... Continue Reading →
The summer after my Junior year at college, an intriguing woman would come to the gym I worked reception at. She was beautiful: silky black hair, porcelain white skin, a lean petite frame, and small facial features offset by wide emerald eyes. But it wasn’t her beauty that drew me. What I fell in love... Continue Reading →
I’d like to tell you about the time I first had anal sex. I was twenty-seven and four months into my first relationship[i] with a guy who was my exact type: long, lean, dark shaggy hair, introverted, and artistically stylish...
“Do you ever wonder how something as simple as tying your shoelace can completely change your life?” “Um, no. Not really,” my some-form-of-a-date replied as he rubbed the remainder of his cigarette onto a dirty plate. “Like, what if I were to tie my shoelace, and in that moment something happened that wouldn’t have happened... Continue Reading →