My Life
Does the vague name make it sound more edgy?
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The Girl in Row G
This past weekend my sister and I went to see my favorite band in concert. Our seats were in Row G, which was up pretty high and to the right. As the opening acts played on, more and more people arrived, filling the belly of the theater with bodies and noise. As the minutes remaining… Continue reading
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An Open Letter to Anyone About to Get Their First Mani/Pedi
Dear Polishless Patron, The first step is always picking a color. After the nice woman at the counter asks why you’ve come to see her, she will point to the wall of polishes, asking you to scan the seemingly millions of shades for our own personal Waldo. The seriousness of this choice is evident. Choosing… Continue reading
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Arms Dead Forever (feat. The Gym)
It was a casual Saturday afternoon. I was contemplating a nap when my cousin Cory called with the invite. “It will be fun” he said, “come and at least try it.” With shoes laced and nervous sweat already bubbling on my neck, I made the drive over and found a parking spot next to a… Continue reading
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Bob the Uber Driver
Last week my sister graduated from college. (YAY!) In celebration of this marvelous fact, we decided to go out on Friday night, for some dinner and some drinks. (DOUBLE YAY!) Now, when it comes to drinking, I’m almost always the designated driver. It’s a chosen role. I’m the person you can find giggling after the… Continue reading
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The Boy on the Skateboard
Yesterday after work I went for a run. And since it’s become much more of a common after work activity, I found myself once again opting for a new route, a new change of scenery. I made my way out of my neighborhood and onto the main street, turned left and suffered up a steep… Continue reading
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How to Wake Up a Terminal Amputee with Days to Live
Pain. That was first and only thing I felt as I woke up Sunday morning. It was definitely in my legs, but I couldn’t identify which part. I tried to roll over, nothing happened. Was I paralyzed? No, there wouldn’t be a throbbing-like-I’d-just-been-shot pain if I was paralyzed. Had I been shot?! Who would shoot… Continue reading
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I Spent 48 hours in Hawaii, and then I Made it Rhyme.
Woke up at 6 am and ate bowl of cheerios Hopped on a plane next to a baby that was full of tear-ios Slept and read and slept and read and watched an on flight film Slept and read and slept and read and wondered how long until We landed on the big island and… Continue reading
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Take Me Home
“I’m all out of patience, I don’t want to play this game with you anymore.” “I’m not playing any game, I’m telling you the truth. I’m trying to help you.” “Well then, just take me home.” “We are home.” My family and I moved into a house on my maternal grandparents’ property the summer before… Continue reading
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Debt & Doubt & The Blue Wall
When I was little I used to play tag with my cousins. First, we would rock paper scissors to see who was “it,” then we would name the parameters of the playing field, including the safe zone. In this space—which was usually the blue wall next to our back door—you were not allowed to be… Continue reading
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