Vodka, champagne ice bucket, free drinks on the house because we know the club owner. This is his wife, we are her privileged friends. We drink and eat for free and pretend we mean something to no one. Girls, girls, girls, on fire, out to impress each other with shoes and a purse and nothing to say. It was q & a for me “What … Continue reading GNO


All insipidly  wavy inside of me like the texture of my hair  yet you reach for it. Some songs can bring me  to the edge of the sea ready to plunge,  others suck my soul bare Pain pulling each string piece by piece.   Most women love to gas up, pile in the bags pretend they are content and read Fifty Shades as if it’s … Continue reading Wavy