The heart is for giving, but rarely forgiving. Especially when betrayed. But the thought of being deceived in love was… Read more The Heart is For/Giving
The heart is for giving, but rarely forgiving. Especially when betrayed. But the thought of being deceived in love was… Read more The Heart is For/Giving
The death of love between two people can occur in an instant. But the love doesn’t fully dissipate until the… Read more Céline at René’s Funeral
Like most locales dependent upon seasonal tourism, there is a certain sadness to Sorrento in the winter. Its desolation is… Read more The Sorrows of Sorrento
I used to wonder why so many women I admired in pop culture always felt the need to infantalize themselves.… Read more Understanding the Need to Regress
It wasn’t my intention to find myself yakking out the window of a taxi and screaming, “Sto bene! Sto bene!”… Read more Sto Bene! Sto Bene!
From the time I was able to articulate a desire to leave home and be on my own, my mother… Read more Pay My Bill, Build My Life
Rose sat at the bar alone. She was used to that. There was something about her aura that made people… Read more Berlin, Bar
Insanity is transferable. It can slip through the cracks of another’s mind and into yours if you spend enough time… Read more Insanity Is Transferrable
No one warns you when you leave America that the heads of shrimp don’t come simply decapitated. You have to… Read more The Silent Shrieks of Shrimp: A Meal Disruption
Shirley Steiss had moved to New York City six days ago. Like everyone else, the second she arrived, it didn’t… Read more The Drunk-Kneed Girl