Category: glamorous
My Glamorous Life
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Valediction
When my mother was pregnant with my younger brother Pete, my father took her to see West Side Story in New York. My mom said every time the orchestra played, Pete kicked in her womb,…
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About Pete
The world is losing one of the greatest musicians, rhythmic theorists, and just lovely and decent human beings ever to exist.
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Smells like victory
I love the smell of my neighbor’s weed in the morning. And afternoon. And evening. Seven days a week, God bless him. A grocery delivery guy dropping food at my apartment Thursday morning thought it…
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A Cat Tale
First thing after her breakfast, Snow White climbed into a small, half-filled paper and cardboard recycling box.
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A Tale of Two Pools
One of these worlds is gone, and to the other, we will never return.
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I’m Here
All my life I’ve known I was “creative” and “different.” Only recently have I realized that I’m both neurodivergent and bisexual. In my youth, as I struggled with drugs, alcoholism, depression, and underemployment, it never…
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Education is its own privilege
When I think back to my college friends and me, what a beautiful bubble we lived in! Don’t get me wrong. It wasn’t a fancy college—it was state school, and we were all from out…
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Walking Through Fear
The mail carrier used to think I was away from home, traveling. Nope, just scared to open the mailbox.
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Fear of getting noticed
Back when I was in advertising, one of my team’s clients was a well-known Irish Airline. They could only afford an 1/8th-page ad in the travel section of the paper. But my partners and I…
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My First Job
I was a teenage telemarketer. Reading from a script, I attempted to raise money for St. Jude’s Hospital for Leukemia-Stricken Children. I was fired after three days for departing from the script. We were supposed…
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A little vitreous humor
Vitreous humor lines the backs of our eyeballs. We are born with a full supply of the stuff, but as we age, it begins to dry out or evaporate or some damn thing—the ophthalmologist shining…
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The ship and the city
I DREAMED I’d boarded a ship that was slowly making its way to an exotic vacation locale, somewhere on the other side of the world. I’d bought a giant new steamer trunk for the voyage.…
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A thousand tiny pieces
Snow White pushed a stack of ceramic espresso dishes off of the kitchen counter this morning, to see how many of them would smash into a thousand tiny pieces. The answer was most of them.