I have decided to eat myself. Rather, I have decided to eat loneliness. I had this brilliant idea on a day after a horrible binge. I had proceeded to eat too much food the night before — out of loneliness and drear. The next day, feeling hazy, uncomfortable, panicked, sad…

Having Sex — For all of the heartache wrapped up in saying goodbye to my lover a year ago, there are some perks to being single. A few, at least. Like this. The same night I had that gut-wrenching sob in the car over missing Kevin, I decided to run a few errands…

Seeing My Ex After One Year, in Hot Yoga — Kevin, did you come to hot yoga class to haunt me? Mark me? Stalk me? I think you came to do what I’ve been trying to do. Touch base. With myself. But I also think you wanted to see me. I tell you what. That room is my territory. It…

There’s three constellations in the sky right now. They remind me of you. The Big Dipper. Orion. Cassiopeia. Can you guess which one is my favorite? Neither can I. But I do like that one line from Mary Oliver’s poem about Orion. Let me introduce it with the verse that…

I’m sitting here at a table in the corner. A plant is on my table. It’s why I chose this one. Plus, the corner. I’m at the Grove — a conglomeration of restaurants in Northwest Crossing, where Stepford wives come to get their lattes. …

Waiting @ the airport Waiting for my life to begin. So many mis-steps over the last 45 years. But how was I to know? Maybe in the next two years I right myself. Mexico . . . I hope it’s quiet there. …