The woman ordering dessert (or rather, “trying” to order dessert) is completely unembarrassed when she finally settles on the cheesecake… Read more If The Invisible Man Didn’t Want to Be Seen, He Should Have Just Become A Working-Class Woman
The woman ordering dessert (or rather, “trying” to order dessert) is completely unembarrassed when she finally settles on the cheesecake… Read more If The Invisible Man Didn’t Want to Be Seen, He Should Have Just Become A Working-Class Woman
I keep forgetting to take my vitamins. I must remember to take my vitamins. Or maybe my entire internal framework… Read more You Don’t Take Your Vitamins, Your Vitamins Take You
There are many kinds of vicious cycles. Mine, it would turn out, was paying for drinks to use a bathroom… Read more To Piss Without Paying Is To Stay In
After a long dinner with his friends, Caroline and Alexander (who always corrected people when they called him Alex), finally… Read more Got Her By the Ovaries
It’s not easy to be an Italian. Not in general and especially not when commingling with other non-Italians. The ones… Read more The Italian Girl Who Seemed to Be the Only One to Notice That the Snack Was Shit
While most people, for whatever reason, are quite comfortable displaying their sonic prowess in the toilette, Anna was a woman… Read more The Quiet Shitter
“These girls, I don’t know them,” Father said. “They are an embarrassment to my existence. A scourge upon my reputation.”… Read more These Girls, I Don’t Know Them
Enough pieces of my skin have been sent to the lab by now to form an entirely new me out… Read more Biopsied Flesh Monster
Like everything, even being able to successfully report a crime entails “having money.” Because, obviously, you need a phone to… Read more The Classism of What It Takes to Report a Crime
It used to be that you could talk about the weather. That, as a matter of fact, it was the… Read more How’s the Weather?