The Excavation Of My Personal History, Decorated By Sunflowers

Eight years into our marriage my husband and I purchased the house where I grew up from my stepdad. We gutted it. I called it the excavation of my personal history. We took down part of the wall between the kitchen and living room. We dry-walled the basement and had new carpet installed. We repainted... Continue Reading →

Poker, Dice Games & Racehorses

Excerpt from Poker, Dice Games & Racehorses: Nine years ago, during a Christmas party with work colleagues, I drank enough that I couldn't walk straight. Hours before the party had ended, before it had even moved to a second location, I stumbled and fell into a table, knocking over drinks into the laps of my... Continue Reading →

Day 18: No Rest For The Wicked

I want to sleep. Sometimes, I want to sleep so badly, I can do nothing but stand with my eyes closed and imagine falling asleep right where I am. Often, I am in the produce section, picking up apples, searching for ones without bruises. Or, staring at an endless shelf of clothes detergent at Target... Continue Reading →

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