A funny thing happened on my way to the fugue
Ok, so, true story – I had gotten the weasels to bed and was writing a bunch of excruciatingly sad and gothily introspective stuff right here where this paragraph is now, when I heard our tom cat,...
View ArticleQuiet Morning
I haven’t had a free morning in a very, very long time, which made yesterday even more delicious. 2 whole hours to make coffee, read a tiny bit (Bitchfest – a collection of essays from Bitch Magazine...
View ArticleMy Undoing
Saturday I did a very difficult thing – I asked Kyle to release me from His collar. It was a hard thing to ask, and a hard thing to want, but it was still the right thing for me. I’m struggling to put...
View ArticleTheography
This week was a rare one for us – Theo was in town for 5 days out of 7. After trips out of state and out of the country (with a brief visit squeezed in between trips to places far away to see me on...
View ArticleFour
Four years ago last night, I met Kyle on Twitter. (Kyle wrote a beautiful little post about it here.) We celebrated a little by me finding my password and giving it a go after more than a year away....
View ArticleI Find Myself Wanting
I say, “Something precious - safe, rolling blankets, fighting for things worth being sure of. Not for sale, not black and shiny, not sharks or peacocks, just small and soft, just mine and yours, love,...
View ArticleThe Desk She Keeps in the Closet
I spent nearly 48 hours over three days with Theo this weekend. It was good for so many reasons – getting to see her, of course, but also getting to be an adult again, being someone other than the...
View ArticleStaying
This week, Theo and I hit a wall. It was a surprise, because I thought things were going pretty well, but, as these things sometimes go, one small unhappiness turned into a larger conversation, which...
View ArticleStaying II
It’s been a year since Kyle came to visit. Five months since I saw them face to face up in Washington. Four weeks since I sent them something in the mail. Two days since I heard their voice on the...
View ArticleI Like
GG wrote about what she likes on her blog, and invited readers to add their likes. I’ve copied my response here, and I invite you to add yours. (Warning – as soon as you think you’ve finished, your...
View ArticleShameless
I suppose it’s no surprise if I tell you that these blog posts are all just the tips of us, clues as to what lies beneath. Kyle and I’ve spent a good portion of the past week...
View ArticleClosing Time
Closing Time was playing on the radio yesterday on one of the half-dozen stations I listen to when NPR gets too serious even for me. Originally, the song came out in 1998 – I checked, because I have...
View ArticleSoundtrack for the Apocalypse – Breathe
I was joking with my cousin the other day that, with everything that’s happened over the past ten years, I’m now well-certified as a tour guide for the apocalypse. Eventually everyone I know goes...
View ArticleLiving Through
Hello again. Plus ca change, plus c’est la meme chose. A few wonderful things happened this week. Theo contacted me and we got to talk a bit after far too much silence. Skype remains the best way to...
View ArticleUnbearable Lightness My Ass
Well, that’s a title, isn’t it? I’m pretty fond of it. It references an artsy movie from the 80s about Czechoslovakia, love, sex, humiliation and promiscuity, as well as Nietzsche, which is pretty...
View ArticleToo Fast to Stop
Deus ex machina – “God out of/from the machine” – was a popular method back in Ancient Greek times when a poet had written an unsolvable problem into a play or a story and needed a magical solution to...
View ArticleMy Brain’s Full
I survived! The heat (115+) did not get me, nor did meeting 200+ folks for the first time. I even survived being hit on a few times, which is definitely good work if you can find it. Most surprising...
View ArticleNeck-Deep in Magic
Whenever we’re lucky enough to be sharing a bed, Theo loves to happily bury her face in my cleavage. From between my breasts, I can hear her giggle and say – in a very muffled voice – that she can’t...
View Article“Why Are You Here?”
Hi there. Tonight I am exhausted, a combination of too little sleep last night, because I was editing photos, and too much fight today with weasels who promised to finish their homework later if I...
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