Beast Inside

With his head bowed over his phone she can see the muzzle of the beast in his face. The shadow of his stubble narrows his face and sharpens his cheekbones. His nose points straight and she thinks fox. When he raises his eyes she thinks shark-predator. Has anyone told him he has a small flat…

Blowing off Some Steam

Her dirty, coffee-stained sneakers hit the sidewalk at a fast clip, heel-to-toe until she remembered to walk ball-to-heel, which never lasted long. She was walking home, her tote bag clenched between her left arm and the side of her body. Loose, black exercise pants were cinched tight above her hips, the hems rolled up to…

Bed Bugs are Assholes and Other Important Information

Okay Folks! I had a really fun V-day so I’m going to stretch its magnificence over a couple posts! So let’s start off with bed bugs. I had a bed bug scare a while ago and it was a nightmare. My skin was crawling and I spent weeks covered in horrible bites ready to cry…

Working Hands

Hundreds, maybe thousands of hairs are all together in what looks like one uniform mass (God knows exactly how many hairs there are on your head). His feet both point forward, rocking back to lean against the door, knees locked. Blue jeans dark, but artificially worn – fairly new, no fraying cuffs. Not tight, hard…

Nuts

1/3/14 Also on a terribly delightful note: Customer: *sets down cup of trail mix that has craisins, raisins, nuts, etc in it* Me: Will that be all? Customer: Yes Me: That’ll be 4.00 Customer: *starts fishing around in his wallet* Me: *brightly* You know who also has really good nuts? *everyone freezes – customer, and…

Babeland

So yesterday, halfway through my shift, I started singing Salt ‘n’ Pepa’s song “Let’s Talk About Sex” Pitch Perfect style. I sang it to myself, to my coworkers, and to no one in general. Why, you might ask, was I singing this specific song and why is it so important that I mention it? Well,…

The Problem With Pickup Lines

Frost was firmly dug in at her table in the school café. It was midterms and anxiety was running high, while sanity was at a shocking new low. She was sure that the hours of sleep every student in the café had gotten over the past week, if added up, would probably be less than…

Most Favoritest Words

1/10/14 This is the follow up post to Least Favorite Words. The next day I worked I asked people what their favorite words were. As someone who talks a lot and loves words I had a ton of fun with this. There was a three-way tie for Number One Coffee – Desperate, desperate people. But…

Between Grief and Nothing

At the beginning of the year I was full of sweet purpose and ready to read 100 books before 2015. Well, it’s March and I have one book down. A friend of mine gifted me one of his favorite books called Nocturne by Adam Rapp. It is actually a play, but reads like a novella/extended…

Fight for the Night

Why must we as women not trust our bodies? From a young age we are told we will never run as fast, be as strong, or as tough as males. We are weak and soft. What they are really saying is that when we are as fast, as strong, and as tough we scare them…

Score!

Dana lay next to him, panting, and momentarily come-dumb. It didn’t take long for the fog to lift, and she scrambled for her phone. Tyler groaned; she lay draped over him as she quickly navigated her phone’s menus. Suddenly the sex-thickened air was pierced with tinny music. “Seriously, Dana?” “Uh, yeah, I just scored.” Tyler…

Aces are Wild

Last night I attended an event at my school called, “Addressing the A.” As you may be aware, the queer community’s acronym keeps expanding. It is currently the LGBTQAIGNC (Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, Queer, Asexual, Intersex, and Gender Non-Conforming). This is where my sister would insert an alphabet soup joke, and this time I might…