Month: May 2015
Je ne suis pas amusé. Même un peu.
We’re on our way home from Boy Scouts and Malachai told me I need to write a permission slip for him to read a monologue in his drama class because it discusses suicide. First […]
#30 – tattoo
“i would really very much like a new tattoo. which is free. which i still can’t afford. because fuck everything. and even if we had lots of spare time and nothing else happening i still […]
Mother’s Day Blahs
As we approach Mother’s Day here in the US, I find that we have a dichotomy in my home. My mother died just about ten years ago. I was already a mother myself, three […]