New Wardrobe

No more of these Excruciating daybreaks and Woeful glances at the mirror. Why do I avert my eyes from my own reflection? After all, don’t I have the Right to wear my wrinkles and pounds as evidence of the life I’ve lived? Don’t they display evidence of joy and fulfillment? Renouncing my own appearance Only... Continue Reading →


“I’m supposed to be in solitary!” “But I’m your girl. I’d never abandon you, baby.” He recoils; her proximity stifling, her dress still imbrued with the evidence of his crime. “But you’re...” “I forgive you for that, and I love you. We’ll live out this life sentence together.” “Guard!” This post was written for the... Continue Reading →

When I Grow Up…

I made four years of my life count at Stony Brook University, only to find out in the end, that it didn’t. I studied, pushing myself to the limits with heavy course loads, all in hopes that I could graduate while my ailing father was still alive to see it. I worked full-time to pay... Continue Reading →

Second Act

Senescence. Conceding to circumstance. Hope nearly extinct. Exhaustion. Yet, Complacency doesn’t pave the way to fulfillment. One fragment of this trip around the sun is coming to an end. Never too late to aim higher. Don’t give up on me now.   Applause booms from every direction as I take my place. Center stage. Trembling... Continue Reading →

Parental Guidance

“You promised me this wouldn’t happen again. “I’m sorry mom, I did my best.” The breeze lifted the report card gently off of the table, and shifted it only enough to put it in the sweat of the water glass. “I just don’t understand how such a smart kid can bring home such low grades.... Continue Reading →

Two Turntables and a Foster Home

February Microprose for YeahWrite: we want you to retell an old story – a fairy tale – in a new way. To be specific: retell your favorite fairy tale in exactly 49 words. Spinderella’s foster parents treated her as an indentured servant instead of a teenager. She found solace in music. Her foster brother taught... Continue Reading →

You Live, You Learn

In her Contempo Casuals rave dress, my big sister raged toward me in the dark; backlit by the glow of the Shirley Bowl sign at the entrance that I should have passed through earlier in the evening. “You’re so dead. I’m supposed to be at CPI by now, but instead I had to come hunt... Continue Reading →

Better Late Than Never

So eight years of baby making, baby raising, cooking, cleaning, hyper-budgeting, bad hair and fingerprinted walls go by... and all of the sudden it's time. Holy shit, is it really time to leave my mommy bubble and re-enter the grownup world?  My youngest  is going to get on the bus and go to school. What... Continue Reading →

It’s Publication Week!

What. A. Week. Here we are on the first day of February and I can't believe how much I've already accomplished. I had two articles picked up by Sammiches and Psych Meds this week! The first you may have already read. It's called If You Eat A Tide Pod, I Will Kick Your Ass: A... Continue Reading →

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