Namaste blog tribe So I dumped the Frenchman. We parted with respect to irreconcilable differences. He'll always be the lover who brought me gifts every time we were together and made me art when we were apart. I'll think of him fondly. Considering the amount of acquaintance-ships I've had that end hideously, that's something special. In other news, I spent eight weeks recently floating on a boat. I sailed down the eastern seaboard, around a...
The last night I saw you was the only night my dog ever pissed on my floor. She did it while you were here doing drugs in my bathroom that were delivered by my dealer in a silver BMW about twenty minutes ago. These are things that happen in Manhattan. I’ve known you for almost two years now and you have begged and pleaded and played on the weakness my divorce cut me with and broke both of my knees. I’ve given you a lot. Too much. Things I...
how we keep (stay) you see. when he and i combine it is like tidal wave pulling and pushing and grabbing and wet. i stay. remain starts to be a style. my midtown hips his brooklyn hits; swelter methods evaporate flames when we are t(w)o- gether. gathering rise and sets. methods i keep him. sun up, sun down. cyclic circle moving each time he slaps in- side with just me. we stay. private. secret retaining with one. remaining. "Got some dirt...
Namaste blog tribe Most of our loyal cult affiliates are aware that my birthday never goes for only one day. It usually ebbs and flows for a week-ish and I spend the month of September shouting out the whole being born concept. I've always just felt if there's one thing to celebrate, it's your birthday. Meanwhile, I've developed this affinity for bottle popping. You see, if you're a feisty female ready to go out whenever, New York City club...
the tricks It was the magic tricks that might have won me over. You have to work and so I meet him at Bethesda fountain. You’ve only known me a month and aren’t sure why I keep going out with strangers that I meet online. You don’t understand, I should never be left alone for too long. It’s why I live in midtown. He’s paranoid from the start, so I know he’s cheating on someone already. “No, sorry, no phone numbers. Yeah, my...