The generic name, The Bakeshop, seemed as good a place as any for me to realize how apathetic you were.… Read more The Bakeshop
The generic name, The Bakeshop, seemed as good a place as any for me to realize how apathetic you were.… Read more The Bakeshop
For all those times someone invites you to a party, a reading, an open mic, an after-work drink gathering, a… Read more The Inculpability of Being Out of Town
It’s never easy, packing up one’s things. Especially when she doesn’t really want to. When she’s doing it for the… Read more A Scream Becomes A Yawn
It is depressing enough to allow yourself the indulgence of piling on food items from the buffet at the Lower… Read more Dining Alone at Whole Foods
“Are you traveling alone?” “Huh?” I ask, not realizing it’s only going to prompt the security minion to heighten the… Read more Woman Travels Alone
The Olympian blew through town right after Rio. Though Italian, he was not as good-looking as someone like Fabio Fognini,… Read more The Olympian
You’re going to be fine, you say, classy as fuck, you dare to venture. You’re not going to let the… Read more Bugle Binge
I fucked a guy once for a pair of sunglasses once. It’s more roundabout than that, I should say. Rather,… Read more Fly Trap Homosexuelle
You tried to tiptoe around the subject for as long as you could, prolonging our small talk to an art… Read more The Replacement
I’ve never been one for “self-care.” It’s generally the sort of thing reserved for those with a higher esteem for… Read more The Rash and the Pharmacist