True Living: Saying Goodbye to Denial

I was once asked a simple question by a therapist: How do you handle disappointment? I took pause with the topic, tripping on my ego. My assumptions being, I was always as cool as they come. "I'm great with disappointment!" Even I wasn't buying it. I was delivered a knowing smile; the type of look … Continue reading True Living: Saying Goodbye to Denial

Pain as Purpose? Get outta here.

Watching my mother's green Vega fade from our driveway every morning while I pretended to be on the bus to school was part of my senior year routine. Truancy wasn't on my radar so much as the fantasy of escape. Also, I convinced myself that continuous squatting in the bushes outside our back patio was … Continue reading Pain as Purpose? Get outta here.

Last song: true story from my stripper days (and a poem that was born)

It was roughly two o’clock in the morning and I was high on cocaine. I had just arrived home after working a double shift at the club. After twelve hours in my six-inch stilettos, I was a zombie on stage as the last song played. My feet throbbing and longing for a hot bath, I … Continue reading Last song: true story from my stripper days (and a poem that was born)