“Did you know there is a bug in your back window? Don’t you ever clean your car?” my nephew, Mikie, proclaimed from the back seat of my 2000 Toyota Corolla. “I don’t know anything about the back seat. I never sit back there,” I said. [So take that, kid! ] Question: Is there some reason […]
At first, I want you. I really, really want you. And I am just like any other stalker. Diligent. Methodical. And lookin’ your ass up on the internet. Like every day. Studying you. I imagine touching you. Working on you. Over and over again. Until you come. And then, I am embarrassed to say this. […]
He is here. At my front door again. We spent two nights together. And now, the adorable fucker always comes back. And he just sits there. Looking so damn cute. That’s how he sucked me in the first time. I don’t even know he’s out there. Until my cats go batshit crazy. Growling. Throwing their […]
