Musings
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Haunted
I haven’t been able to sleep in my bedroom for months, favoring the sofa… that’s if I even sleep at all. Every now and again, I stand at the door of it, on the perimeter surveying the state of it. Eerie Stale Ransacked The blackout curtains, drawn for who knows how long. Slithers of natural… Continue reading
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Missed Connection: Beautiful at La Brujeria
(Dumbo Archway 9.20) Walking towards each other, amidst the vendors Me, wildly preoccupied with my phone and looking for a friend You, kind and complimented me. Me, snapped into the moment by your voice and smile. Our eyes meeting – you were striking. We lingered there a beat as I reciprocated the compliment. Then, reluctantly… Continue reading
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Unraveling
In the 672 days since the incident, since I decided to divorce, I’ve combed over and scrutinized every moment of the time we spent together trying to figure out what was and wasn’t real. I’ve looked at all the pictures and the home videos; read through the love letters, cards, chats, and emails. All those… Continue reading
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August 7, 20XX
I tucked myself in the last row and rested my head on the window of the charter bus. A momentarily coolness from the glass. Eyes closed, stilling myself for the 45 minute ride back to the resort. The catamaran ride, cheap tequila, and hours in the sun had my stomach feeling a bit upset. The… Continue reading
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Relics
Tonight, I walked through the apartment, attempting to put O— to sleep. The the only light, the glow of the streetlights creeping in through curtains not fully closed. I took inventory of the place – a dizzying mess. So much evidence of children, and disconnect. One day, I thought, he won’t actually live here, sharing… Continue reading
Musings of a Divorcee 