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Bought a house on a plot of land built for apples, three miles north.

I separated from my long-time comrade. We’re still friends. We co-parent. Our child thinks of us as heroes, but we fly without capes.

The fake IRS stole money from me via telephone in the driver’s seat of my car. I wanted to burn it afterwards, my car.

In November, a long essay I’ve been working on will make it’s way onto the pages of a book. It’s about trying to get off of the internet, its endless scroll.

Unless it features a slice of sky, I rarely take pictures with my phone anymore.

A woman named Delana taught me how to put together a toilet.

I bought a drill and have a slight desire to build a sauna out back under the hydrangea tree.

Hands ache from house paint and carpet glue removal.

For years I didn’t eat cheese, now I do.

"To And From" - Published Today in Split Lip Magazine

To and From, a short memoir about love, loss, the body and a dress I've been wearing for years is now up for your reading pleasure on Split Lip Magazine. READ IT HERE. 

Oral Hygiene

Teeth cleaning won’t come easily until the pregnancy doctor says it’s a must. All sorts of repellent things can seep into your bloodstream when you don’t weave them out of your gums. During obligatory flossing, you may do squats or hum or yell at your kid to get her pajamas on, you’ve told her five times, ten times, fourteen times you’ve said something and they better listen because they are close to losing privileges. And you despise this term losing privileges because your father used to say the same thing to you, only worse, for things you never did, never wanted to do. One day you were so tired of hearing this that you left the push mower in the middle of the lawn, packed trash bags and slammed the door. You will rinse the floss instead of use another strand to get into your incisors. Dinner’s tomatoes down the drain. A story your ex-lover told you comes to you. One of their students was eating an apple and in the eating of the apple, the chewing part of the apple, her gums started to bleed. Your ex-lover said something to her about the blood staining the flesh of the apple. These teeth, she said, they bleed all the time.