February 2016

The ticket

February 23, 2016

“Where’s the ticket?” you said. “You’ve got it.” I pointed at your pants. “It’s in your back pocket.” “You put the ticket in my back pocket?” “Yes. When I was getting dressed, I had nowhere to put it because this dress doesn’t have pockets and my purse is so small, it wouldn’t fit, so I […]

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Going to work

February 23, 2016

So I am walking to work along Fourth Street under the overpass between Bryant and Harrison Streets and towards Yerba Buena Gardens. I am thinking about the day ahead when the sound of loud shouting enters my consciousness. I look ahead to see where the noise is coming from. As I get closer, a man […]

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Rejection letters

February 22, 2016

“You don’t ever just do what I ask you to do, do you?” I said, exasperated. “What do you mean?” you replied. “I hang off your every word.” “Well, you might hang off every word, but you won’t get off your butt.” “Ouch!” you said. “That’s not true. What’s got into you today?” Just hearing […]

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I love you

February 6, 2016

“Bye,” you said as you were leaving for work. “I love you.” “Bye,” I said. The front door slammed. Later, when you came home, the front door slammed again. You strode into the kitchen, standing right in front of me. You were irritable. “Why didn’t you say ‘I love you’ this morning when I left? […]

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Present

February 4, 2016

“What am I forgetting?” “How would I know what you’re forgetting?” you snapped at me. We were trying to leave to go to our friend’s house for his fortieth birthday party. As usual, we were late. And, as usual, you were pissed. “Well, it’s rhetorical,” I said. “I just feel like there’s something I should […]

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Fifteen

February 3, 2016

When I was fifteen Flying once around the sun Washed with rays of light Brushed by wondrous blossoms Blushing with the newness of a life Unknown and beckoning When I was fifteen Dazzled by boys Blurred with secret kisses Wakened by sounds of soft dreams Drifting by on promises of love Hesitant and stumbling When […]

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