Worthy of a state funeral

I miss hearing him start to snore a little as he falls asleep. I miss holding him tight while I drift off.

I made the mistake of opening my email program, where I saw B’s incredibly romantic, sweet, and erotically erudite love notes to me. Now I’m sitting here crying like, well, I don’t know what it’s  [more...]

Yes, this is one of the reasons I chose to move to California: here I sit on a winter’s day in January, typing on my Powerbook as I relax in the backyard. It’s 66° here right now, and I am having lunch  [more...]