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Dog-eared 8: It wasn’t real; it was a stage set

I fell in love with three men and two women last week. If you read my blog (which you do since you’re reading this right now) or follow my Twitter … Continue reading

August 30, 2011 · Leave a comment

Codependent No More, from The Fix

Codependent No More Falling for another man was a minor problem. The major one was that the man was a drug addict. William Henderson explains how a person can be … Continue reading

August 29, 2011 · Leave a comment

Audiology

I can’t remember which doctor told us that Aurora had mild hearing loss in her left ear. Her pediatrician? Someone at the hospital after her birth? Someone told us, and … Continue reading

August 26, 2011 · Leave a comment

One Hundred (appearing in Xenith)

I keep a list of the men I sleep with since the last time I slept with you. What he does to me. What I do to him. What we … Continue reading

August 26, 2011 · Leave a comment

Dog-eared: Missed Connections

The following originally appeared on the Boston Craigslist Missed Connection board. 1. You told me your two names, and you told me how much you like the E in your … Continue reading

August 23, 2011 · Leave a comment

Missing

I don’t remember being a baby. Avery, on the floor, on his back, legs crossed at the knee, arms folded behind his head. He is wearing a red shirt with … Continue reading

August 19, 2011 · Leave a comment

Moments

I ask him to take pictures in bathrooms and cemeteries, and he takes pictures in bathrooms and cemeteries because I asked him to take pictures in bathrooms and cemeteries and … Continue reading

August 17, 2011 · Leave a comment

Voices Carry

I hear voices in a Joan de Arc kind of way. These voices, male female young old alive dead forgotten remembered myth not myth — a cacophony of voices begging … Continue reading

August 16, 2011 · Leave a comment

Dog-eared 7: Miss Havisham, Tori Amos, and He-Man

Miss Havisham. She begins this story. Or is in this story. Or maybe she ends this story. She has been haunting me lately. Her laugh, or her sighs, several thousand … Continue reading

August 15, 2011 · Leave a comment

Go Fish

Avery and Holly are playing Go Fish in the kitchen, and Aurora is strapped in her high chair, having given up on pureed squash (not before wiping most of a … Continue reading

August 15, 2011 · Leave a comment

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