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If you need me, I’ll just be here under this crushing despair.

by on January 10, 2012

I’m not sure what it was, exactly. The status update with the woman losing a baby at 22 weeks. Tori not sleeping through the night yet again. The request for help with a preeclampsia awareness walk. Reading a post of a dear friend remembering her son, dead, on his 11th birthday. The slow, stiff, cold [...]

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Shut Up and Write

by on January 9, 2012

These days I find myself longing to write. Today I thought, but I don’t know and I thought to myself shut up and write, girl. I walked around all morning checking in to work, cleaning up email, but I felt the words behind my mouth pushing to get out, my fingers itching for the keyboard [...]

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Kindness

by on January 6, 2012

“Mommy!” Tori said to me the other day. “I SAID, thank you.” For a full minute I couldn’t fathom, for the life of me, why she was looking at me like I was an idiot. I realized, eventually, that Tori was waiting for me to say, “You’re welcome.” I’d forgotten the proper response. I had [...]

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Body Acceptance

by on January 4, 2012

So it’s the new year, and we are all being barraged with ads promoting weight loss and “getting healthy.” I even got a pitch from a major diet company wanting me to promote their products here. They were shocked that I wasn’t willing to promote their (nasty, unhealthy, and dangerous) product, that I’ve abandoned dieting [...]

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New Year

by on January 3, 2012

The morning started with tears. “Is it school day today?” Tori asked me as she stood by my bed. When I said yes, she launched into whines and tears, rolling on the floor. I told her she had to go, I know it’s hard, and invited her into the bed to cuddle. She climbed in [...]

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On Being A Black Lesbian: The Movie Pariah

by on December 27, 2011

When I was sixteen, I worked for a telephone sales company. I hated the work, but it paid better than anything else out there for a sixteen year old, plus the hours were perfect for school, AND I could smoke while I called (hey, it was 1983). So I did the work, and smoked until [...]

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Nellie

by on December 26, 2011

I was ten, I think, the first time I saw her. My mother and I had just moved into our new apartment in the Heights section of Albuquerque, the first place we’d lived that was really nice and had a pool. I remember being bored, not knowing any of the neighborhood kids yet, and while [...]

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