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

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
She was too young. Even she knew that. And yet, being young was all about seeing how much you could… Read more Switch Flipped
“You’re a consumer, whether you want to be or not. Whether you believe you are or not.” Rina releases these words like… Read more Born to Consume
Walking along the highway, Cara had the sense that if she had not yet hit rock bottom, then surely she… Read more Tamarack Inn
A dog knows not the distinction between excuses for one’s absences or “brief pauses” outside of the house. All they… Read more Every Dog Has His Mental Flay
“I don’t know, I just can’t picture you in Paris,” she noted with her usual tinge of passive aggressiveness. That… Read more Picture This
I drag my mother’s deflated body around in a plastic dry cleaning bag. She attaches to the wire hanger surprisingly… Read more Creator
There are many rewards to having a child, sure. But among these rewards is not included having all of your… Read more Mother Left Me Alone With My Child Again