How is the anxiety disorder? How is the Russian Tea Room? I prefer the Russian Tea Room. It took a glass of wine and a call to my mother to get me into Manhattan. I had successfully passed through lunchtime (for mysterious reasons a great anxiety trigger) and my oh-shit work is over I have nothing […]
Read More TeaThe cat has been keeping me up. Every hour or two, she cries. Sometimes she yowls out in the hall, making me fear my roommates will be disturbed, sometimes she sits on the floor next to my bed and cries. “Miranda, come here,” I have to say, pat the bed, she jumps up, I arrange […]
Read More SurpriseIt’s like I have a grenade in my pocket. Or I hold a fussy baby as we hide in a closet from the zombies. My brain, it cannot be trusted. So do I act calm? Sure. I have to. I had this new thought, this round, maybe this is what I am really afraid of: […]
Read More To StopMaybe all girls go through a Helen Keller phase. Girlhood to womanhood, puberty, necessitates a going within, or a numbness, a disconnect from words. I read Helen Keller’s book, or a children’s version of it, and the way Annie Sullivan was able to reach her! The way Helen had all these thoughtful things inside that […]
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