Blisters

I made a round at Duane Reade to buy four critical things: hair dye to make me blonde again, as this was pulling at my mood, advil for the headache, and some of those little gel pads for blisters which are the best things in the world. I would still be at church on time. […]

Rock

My version of hell is God tells me He needs to talk to me in His office next week. Maybe a month, but I think a week would be bad enough. That day He calls me into His office and folds His hands. “Hi,” I say. “Hi.” He looks at me hard. “What can I say? […]

Dinosaurs

I had to get in, I had to go to bed. I was locked out, but now I had my clean laundry, and I had to get in. The wheels are worn off into two centimeter remnants of two inch wide wheels, and I was pulling toward I didn’t know what. While I had been […]

For Regular People

Only once did I sit on the floor of the bathroom and cry, and I locked the door to do it, so I could really let it go, and I felt a lot better afterward. When I wanted to run from the classroom, I stood my ground and didn’t remember to take deep breaths or […]