WHAT I’M WRITING NOW

“My most accurate accounting is that I chickened out at 189 pounds, and for awhile that is what I was doing. I was playing chicken with my scale for fun, feeding my face just to see what would happen to it when I finally did make it to 200. Would anyone love me less? I […]

THE LAST RIDE THAT I WILL EVER TAKE

I was worried that he may die before I returned his phone calls and then I refused to reply when he did. He didn’t die, he called three times instead. I let weeks go by as if I didn’t know. I couldn’t listen to the messages he left me either. I pushed them back like […]