Monthly Archives: February 2009

The Angels Dig My . . . Plaid, Too

The Angels Dig My . . . Plaid, Too

I’m always surprised when things don’t last forever: especially as I form emotional attachments to them which only grow stronger the longer they’re around. Ah …

 

The Natives

The Natives

My main fear, as I scurried across the icy street in high-heeled boots, was that the busdriver was an asshole. My next greatest fear was …

 

An Apology, Just As the Weather Gets Nice

An Apology, Just As the Weather Gets Nice

I. Dear darling, I’m sorry, I have broken all of our windows. The first while I was alone, spring cleaning, tipping inwards, wiping years of grey away Something shifted. A squeak I …

 

Die Sweetie Die

Die Sweetie Die

I’ve only just begun my training as a Babe (first lesson: standing up ass first. Sassy!), so I’ll be sitting audience-side on this one. But …

 

Occasional, Briefer Bouts of Mortality

Occasional, Briefer Bouts of Mortality

Last night, after turning off the lights to go to sleep, I thought to myself “I will die some day.” When I was a kid, …