Episode 22: How Does Your Garden Grow
My name wasn’t always Mary. A Biblical name, the cross that we bear that is entwined with that female epithet, the feminine sanguinity that spills with every moon’s phase. It…
My name wasn’t always Mary. A Biblical name, the cross that we bear that is entwined with that female epithet, the feminine sanguinity that spills with every moon’s phase. It…
“I wish I knew what that was. I mean, work is work, but I don’t feel fulfilled. What about you?” he asked. “What about me?” I replied. “What do you…
Finally. Lunch. I could unwind for 60 minutes away from the madness and try to get back to square one before I would have to go back for another three…
“What a pretty balloon,” remarked the lady. I looked up. It was a plain latex balloon, purple, tied off with two strings, weighed down by yellow, heart-shaped weights. “Is it…
I created their world seven days ago. Now, I will have to wait to hear from anyone. You don’t get honesty from a girl like me every day. Unlike some…
Happy first anniversary to the podcast! 1. Closed In I chose this spaceI chose this timeI chose this movement I chose this shapeI prefer the solitude but do I deserve…
1. Interstate 280 Another breakfast alone, won't wash the bed sheets, can't lose the scent of your cologne. These words will dry on their own, all these things that I've…
1. Superlove I won't let you in. I'll fight you to the end.Too close, I can no longer be your friend. Love ends where hate begins. You are which of…
1. Fields of Elisium the battlefield in my head is littered with lovers I’ll never bed, let alone wedsee me ride the light of love to a place inside his…
1. Page 337 Dad served two tours in the war a media circus of Ohio hippies and escapes from Saigon via helicopterlit by the fireworks on the Nightly Newsgilded the…