writing


 (Ed. Note: In 2011, I wrote this piece for the Bay Citizen, which became the Center for Investigative Reporting, which resulted in the piece vanishing into the ether. So. Now it will live here. Enjoy!) Kiss and Tell In SFMOMA’s public atrium, museum goers stroll idly, teens talk in […]

Making Out at SF MOMA


This is a vignette from my newsletter.   “The problem is we’re both grandiose,” you said. It was dusk. We were circling each other like vultures. I told you I was going away for a while, but that I’d bring you back something really good. “I don’t want that,” you […]

Being with you is like fighting a wave


This is a vignette from my newsletter   I recently cried on a treadmill listening to the Dixie Chicks’ “Goodbye Earl.” I’d never considered the lesbian subtext of that song before — Maryanne and Wanda end up living together on a farm and selling artisanal jam after they kill Wanda’s […]

If I could love you a thousand more years



This is a vignette from my newsletter.   “I want to feel the wild charge of your bare skin against mine,” you said. It was late at night and I had been driving for hours through Maryland Virginia North Carolina. We passed a billboard that said, “It’s not a choice, it’s […]

The wild charge


This is a vignette from my newsletter.   It was late again. (Isn’t it always?) For the last hour you had been seducing me with tales of Hawaiian sea goddesses and their revenges. You told me to take my clothes off and light a candle. You told me to fill […]

My first language is you


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Not too long ago, a woman named Joanne decided her most sincere wish was to be a writer. But each time she started to write her first book, it seemed like forces were conspiring against her. First her mother died when she was 25. Then she found herself in an abusive marriage. […]

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