Short Stories

It is not “do as I say and not as I do” in our family - it is lead by example.

I have been so scared to commit to ANYTHING, because I look down the barrel of all the bad things that could happen, and I completely lose..

I don’t want to marry a man who loves me like you do, because you love me from afar, like I’m some pretty bird kept in a gilded cage...

And then that was it. A few days before he landed back in The States, I never heard from him again. Is he dead? Most likely not...

I have been looking forward to today for weeks now - years actually, if I put it all together… All the pain, the loss, the heartbreak, the..

One of the things I remember most vividly about my childhood on American Airlines was the blessing of fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies...

The next day: January 21, 2012, Morning: Bestie & I sit crying on the living room floor with our feet hanging down the step to the patio...

"I'm willing to discuss anything and everything because I've had enough of this," he claimed...

I’ve been in various civil lawsuits against my estranged defacto spouse since early 2014 and we spent a number of days in trial over the...

Because it's not awkward to email your ex's father's childhood best friend somewhat out of the blue describing a Saturday morning dream...

I tried to go to Forest Lawn but it closed before we finished chatting at my Aunt’s kitchen table… For as long as I can remember I yearned..

Obviously my tears are not about the pet friends in the videos.

It’s a funny thing, life is… all the arbitrary ways we feel so beautifully loved, & the bizarre ways with which we can...

...as I heel-toe stride across the top side of Sydney’s iconic Archibald Fountain, hoping I’m not too late.

My phone started ringing. It was Jeremy’s photo and name, but when I answered, it was a woman. “Hi, this is Jeremy’s wife,” she said.

Like an endless stream of girl’s date nights, she spoiled me always, and most often in the chunks of contracts when she lived in LA...

Imagine what we could do if it wasn’t just a few girls we felt this amongst, but what if we opened up our circles to feel this with...

Post-9/11 explains so many annoyances of my life – I mean it’s the most alluded to fear-mongering event in my generation...

"I was what you wanted you were what I needed And we could meet in between We were gonna be the greatest love story this town had ever seen"

...lights of Hennepin Bridge, and he balanced us right there in the middle of the Mississippi River, as he got up on on one knee.

The first time we were asked, “how long y’all been married?” was outside on Broadway about thirteen minutes after we exchanged first names..

With the drop of the bouquet I was, (dun-dun-dun)… In a relationship.

Dear Missed Connections – to the couple who kissed in the West Hollywood doorway at Norah tonight… Thank you.

...unanticipated pain – that of my skin splitting under the dismounting weight added to force + gravity. F = GMm over r2, right?

Well, I am wearing the same clothes I have been for 2 days now when my luggage went to Texas without me, have about 14% of my voice left...

And there out of the darkness, one of them arrived. “Excuse me, Miss?” a perfect British accent, with a perfectly striking British man...

...he was a professional forklift driver but was fired on the spot for deciding his new uniform was nothing more than his underwear & boots.

Two years ago I was on a soul-searching, summer solo road trip through Middle America… I was looking for the happy version of myself...

"Last time I got a new passport was 10 years ago, the first stamp was to Mexico & the accident happened 2 days later," my voice squeaked...

Moments like these – celebrations like these – movements like these are constantly shaping the world for the better in our march of...

...at least I get to go to sleep knowing I stood there, I showed up & I listened to these people’s rants, & qualms, & questions...

I’m all ears for when you have a voice to speak honest words worth listening to, but in the meantime I have to let you go. I wish for you...

At this point you must be wondering if I have a background in sailing - my family, my childhood, anything? No. None. My parents'...

I may have lacked direction in every part of my life, but watching this lifestyle whiz by me was like a crush on the most popular senior...

I have plenty of young black men as friends, so that isn’t the problem - my main problem is my lack of finding authentic relationships...

“I’ve been meaning to try & explain my new job… Because, as you suggested, I finally shaved my legs for it,” the first message read...

In every person who spoke, I heard, saw & felt the qualms of my own life reflected back to me. As different as they appeared from me when...

...in 25 years when he walked into the bar - & would’ve continued through life never knowing the difference, if our childhood hadn't died.

Like a modern day Frank Abagnale, who better to be in charge of making game-altering decisions than the side-swapping...

I have spent one night in St. Louis, Missouri – & it happened to be the first Ferguson Riots.

The CEO did show up after all, but he didn’t care that half the staff was leaving nearly as much as his did that the wind was disfiguring...

The bed slid back and a secret door appeared; the pretend whore winked at me when we caught eyes and as we made our way down the dark...