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Caramel Digestives
It began with caramel digestives. He had them in his kitchen, and confessed that one of my stories had inspired the purchase. My heart melted, just at the thought of finding someone who listens, who remembers the little things, and I watched him pour me another drink, as I tried to look interesting and sophisticated.…
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The First Of Many Wives
I remember you as heaven, horseback, haughty, as I watched you glide past. You are now the past, a vision that is invited in, when I hear Happy Hour, by The Housemartins, and I recall, dark tresses, long dress, with a slit at the leg, the way you rode past, never knowing that you had…
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She Call Me “Heartbreaker”
It started with Jay Z’s verse, in Mariah Carey’s Heartbreaker. I had heard it thousands of times, but that time, in the midst of my own misery, and eventual heartbreak, I heard it, as if it was speaking to me directly. Shopping in solitude, because it had been an hour since I’d been adored, and…
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The Queen of Cluster C
I have… I have a thing that I’m not ready to discuss out loud, because it means I have to leave her behind, the girl I always thought I was. I am… I am not okay, and apparently, that’s okay, but it seems very not okay, when everyone socially distances from my crisis, like I’m…
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Cake and a Gift Bag
I have a notebook, where I wrote my will, last summer, so that people would know, where what little I possessed was meant to go, and so that my mother would know, that under no circumstances, was she permitted to use a photo outside of my own careful selections, on the news, or the funeral…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 