Yoko Ono believes the seven-year itch in marriage is caused by the seven years it takes for our cells to die off and replace themselves, causing us to wake up one day as different people, staring into different people’s eyes. I’ve been thinking about that idea a lot recently. It got stuck in my mind […]
It was noon-ish. We were eating at the bar in Greenpoint. I hadn’t seen Jess in at least sixteen months. The last time we were together she said she was going to get a master’s degree in Anthropology. She’d lamented that she’d have to ask her parents for money. I always loved Jess for this. […]
It was raining. It shouldn’t have been, but it was. She said the tube always gets crowded when it rains. She usually loved the rain. Gray days made her calm. Today, however, she felt the clouds in her throat. It had been a few months since she took the job at that marketing company. For the […]
I wasn’t going to talk about this, but I feel like I have to. I have to because my face has been OUT OF CONTROL the last two weeks. No seriously, I had a bacterial infection on a zit. How does that even happen? My dermatologist couldn’t tell me, but I won’t get into the […]
It was summer and I’d just moved to New York. I found a room in the West Village I could sublet for a month. It was out of my price range and moving again after one month was impractical but after seeing it I couldn’t leave. I was scared and alone and this apartment felt […]
She said she was moving to Paris. She’d tried New York and nothing was happening. If she didn’t go now, she never would. I told her I thought that was the right choice. I could see her wearing berets, sitting in cafes and singing under a haze of smoke and blue lights. I didn’t tell […]
As I sit here with a herniated disc and pain in my right leg that I would not wish upon my worst enemy, I can’t help but think about self care and how I ended up here. Self care is shoved down our throats as yet another thing that we have to master but look […]
There are a few memories in my life I try not to look back on. In fact, there are entire years I’d rather not remember. Specifically, those six months in Madrid –when I was wearing those red bodycon dresses from ASOS and my chin acne was flaring up. There was a moment, however, in those six […]