
What’s always among us: A letter to the dance floor
“Let’s face it. We’re undone by each other. And if we’re not, we’re missing something. This seems so clearly the case with grief, but it can be so only because…
Read More“Let’s face it. We’re undone by each other. And if we’re not, we’re missing something. This seems so clearly the case with grief, but it can be so only because…
Read MoreThey passed each other in silence. Silence was mandatory in the cold stone corridors of the House. What went on behind closed doors however, such as the heavy oak ones…
Read MoreIt wasn’t until I was in my early 20s and living with my first partner that I began to realize just how much the physical abuse I faced as a…
Read MoreWow I’m so sexual. What is this magical feeling? What is this heat between my legs and in my heart? I followed it as I gazed at glossy…
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