I came upon this tree, in the front yard of a stranger’s house. It was festooned with a multitude of cages both practical and surreal. It had a mate as well, bedecked with even more birdhouses. I heard no chirps from happy inhabitants but I was not dismayed. I don’t think that’s the point.
August Break: Flights of Fancy
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Fairy Tales on Acid
I didn’t read comic books as a kid, but I often lived in a fantasy of my own making. I frequented museum, but preferred Monet to Pollack. I never dyed my hair, pierced my bellybutton or ditched class. I was a very proper, very timid and very good little girl. BUT… as I got older, [...]
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Romance with Robitussin
I just spent the entire weekend rolling around under the covers with the sweetest and smoothest of feel-good companions. Every four hours, like clockwork, this potential soul mate and I played tonsil hockey. We were oblivious to the piles of take-out containers and Kleenex accumulating around us. So in synch were we, I forgot to [...]
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Pleasure Bouquets: Crossroads
I have a choice to make. It is a simple choice, but not an easy one, as all the most monumental choices seem to be. I am not living the life I want to live, and I’m in one hell of a tantrum over it. My discontent goes beyond the realization that my circumstances look [...]
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Rainbows
When I was young, I loved rainbows. At the time, they held no more political significance than leprechauns, or at least none that I knew. I simply thought they were magical – like unicorns, knights in shining armor and ballerinas. So the little girl in me couldn’t have been more pleased to discover the Rainbow Quiz, [...]
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