When I met my husband online in 2015, his OkCupid name was "Outdoor Kyle". I'm not going to say that is specifically why I returned his message, but after 3 glasses of wine, I definitely found it hilarious, endearing, and ridiculous all at once. Plus he had a picture of himself with the biggest fucking … Continue reading On Love in the Time of Corona Virus (1)
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On Love and Poetry (Yes, Poetry)
I accidentally wrote a poem in a dive bar. I was half interested in the drink I was stirring, and I was sitting in the notoriously isolated end seat of the bar where you can only hear the third and seventh words your friends are saying when a gaggle of girls walked in. I say … Continue reading On Love and Poetry (Yes, Poetry)
