She left him in January. Always the worst time to leave someone, despite many saying that the holidays are the… Read more O Christmas Tree, How Denuded Are Thy Branches
She left him in January. Always the worst time to leave someone, despite many saying that the holidays are the… Read more O Christmas Tree, How Denuded Are Thy Branches
I used to enjoy going to hotels. It felt liberating somehow. “Anonymous.” Even though all your information was on file… Read more Notel
It had been a decade of “historic” events thus far. “Historic” being a polite euphemism for: a whole lot of… Read more The House Has No Speaker
The talk never ends. Talk of “being different” or “doing things differently” this time around. The dredging up of the… Read more New Year, Same B
She asked if they could first meet outside of the Ritz, where she was currently staying for an indefinite period,… Read more Appointment at The Wolseley
As someone new to the babysitting “game,” Hayley (who often wondered if she should legally change the spelling of her… Read more Merry Christmas, You Ageist Bitch
For years, I thought I had dreamed it. That it was nothing more than a bad nightmare. Something I had… Read more The Trauma of Seeing Mommy Kissing Santa Claus
The only thing worse than a skinny bitch is a skinny bitch who makes grandiose proclamations about being fat. Which… Read more Bone Bag
Maybe the stupid slag didn’t “mean” anything by it. Maybe it was “harmless” in its own way. And yet, of… Read more Microaggressions For A Macro Effect
He was always going on about being a “functional adult.” As though it were something one could just “be.” Lilith… Read more Fucktioning Adult