The quality of my thoughts affects the quality of my life. All life. On this lonely planet, there are three…
September was a fever. Summer faded to fall and my love of Michael blossomed into an obsession. Every moment I…
You won’t like this story. There’s no twist at the end. I’m going to share a straight life with no…
As I ate chicken and rice at a cafe in La Paz, Bolivia a German man, who blocked the sunlight…
He had chased me through the garden with the clipped, orderly hedges, the prim and pretty flowers, the flagstone path,…
As the police officer fingerprinted me he scowled. “You should be ashamed of yourself, beating up a child.” He then…
I love funerals. I fell in love at a funeral. My cranky grandma died. My mom was blubbering and my…
In 1955 I had one friend. She lived in town, in a Queen Anne style house, with her parents and…
My name is Bill. Bill Wilder. I moved to the frontier a year ago from Boston. I’m pretty and I…
Oh…I just love a woman in heels. I love going into the office. All those women in high heels. Some…