- May 2025 (13)
Now I Say it First
I said “Goodnight, I love you” to my Mom tonight as we hung up the phone. We say it all the time, but tonight it’s beauty caught me. How lucky am I to exchange loving salutations after all these years? After the many teenage nights I spent avoiding, ignoring, and eye-rolling. I can still see…
Anywhere But Here
The smell of something burning forced me to pull over. A rogue cigarette butt boomeranged to the backseat and was now burning the upholstery. Tossing it to the tall grass, I stood up and lit another. Back in the driver’s seat an analog clock read 12:45 am, but standing in the clearing, closed eyes could…
Going Places
While waiting at the West 4th Street station, green tiles lining the subway-yellow walls, I watched a clearly intoxicated young man nod off and fall into the tracks. We all stood in horror. A couple brave strangers jumped down and pulled him up. The crowd roared—not in celebration, but in outrage. How dare he risk…
My Body is Not a Road
Okay so super busy today. Preparing for my parents who are on their way back from Florida, and stopping here for the night. Hopefully I’ll be able to get my three pages in tomorrow, too. Might be another Evening Edition. I read a version of my story – How To Stay Sober as a Twenty-Five…
Chapter Two: AA Meetings Near Me
The blue binding and gold writing of Alcoholics Anonymous had been gathering dust on my bookshelf for years. Inside the beat up hardcover lay an inscription to someone named Kookaburra, and scattered throughout were 3x5s of unfamiliar faces: A mustached man smiling wide in the cab of a long-haul truck, a pair of old women…
three pages 