You Win

“What?” I said. “Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” Jackie said. “I don’t know — like I’m some kind of a freak for wanting to be with Mary.” “What does she have that I don’t have?” Jackie asked with tears in her eyes. “Well, for starters, she isn’t you.” “Hate me that much,Continue reading “You Win”

The Wedding Crasher

“What are you doing here?” Frank said. “I came here to give her a wedding gift and to congratulate you,” I said, reaching out my hand. Frank looked down and returned his gaze to mine. “What is this some kind of joke?” “Look, I swallowed my pride and decided to make things right.” “Make thingsContinue reading “The Wedding Crasher”

The Phone Call

(draft) I’d never been one to ask for a girl’s phone number. Well, OK, you got me; I’ve asked plenty of girls for their phone numbers. Problem is—I’d been rejected more times than I can count. It’s not you, It’s me, they’d say. I mean, I’m a good guy. Mom taught me how to treatContinue reading “The Phone Call”


Don’t leave the light on. I’ve already turned it off. Now, I’ll have to buy another, find another, wading through the darkness of a jaded mind, tracing circles with a candle, flickering embers, burning through dreams; the wax a puddle beneath its wicker. Articulating a pithy blindspot through an explosion of a first kiss: dopamine.Continue reading “Dopamine”

Wash. Rinse. Repeat.

I put it on all my dating profiles: I don’t date conservatives; if you’re a conservative, swipe left. It’s nothing personal; I mean, my entire family is filled with conservatives. More specifically Republicans. The problem is when a conservative woman messaged me, I’d say the “there’s an exception to every rule.” In fact, I’ve yetContinue reading “Wash. Rinse. Repeat.”

Katy’s Makeup Stained My Pillowcase

I was a sophomore, and she a freshman. I’d never had sex, and neither had she. It was January 13th, 1995, when her mom allowed her to come to my foster parent’s home. We listened to Jodeci and awkwardly glanced at one another. It’d been the first time we’d been this close. Close enough toContinue reading “Katy’s Makeup Stained My Pillowcase”

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