On One Knee
I have dozens of marks on my body. Some, like my ‘bruise’ birthmark and freckles, are natural. Others, like my crinkle lines around my eyes and the sun spot on… Read more »
Category: Reminiscences: Musings in Memoir
Reminiscences: Musings in Memoir — Prompt #4
PROMPT #4 — RUN Running is the greatest metaphor for life, because you get out of it what you put into it. Oprah Winfrey . Run: It is a myriad-meaning… Read more »
You might say my first orgasm was a bumpy ride.
When I had my first orgasm, I was twelve years old. And to be absolutely clear: There was nothing even remotely sexual about it. I didn’t realize until many years… Read more »
Reminiscences: Musings in Memoir — Prompt #3
PROMPT #3 — RIDE Well, I’ve got to run to keep from hiding And I’m bound to keep on riding And I’ve got one more silver dollar But I’m not… Read more »