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(After Brittany) Christ, you smell. So do I. I’m smelling you and, far as I can tell, you’ve been a week away from a bath and a few minutes short of a bathroom really really recently. I wish you’d get … Continue reading →

Our friends on Facebook have reminded me that our friendship started five years ago today and we should celebrate the anniversary of our relationship with all due enthusiasm. I haven’t the heart to tell Facebook that we’ve known each other … Continue reading →

There is underwear I love and underwear I hate and you ratty lime green pair of boxers you are in the latter category. I don’t even wear boxers. There’s not enough support to them but you, with your long-gone elastic … Continue reading →

You corrected my sentence (because it needed correcting) and I kept thinking about it for most of the evening. I couldn’t focus on the show or the commentary or the subsequent drinks and my dancing was perfunctory at best. I … Continue reading →

I owe you a letter. At this point I probably owe you a dozen letters but it is hard to come up with the right words to say. We used to be so close, so close that letters would be … Continue reading →

Land can make the man. As I grew up my father would always go out on quests for property to buy but never found something to make him a landsman and find his soul complete. When my parents first wed … Continue reading →

So I hear you’ve got a husband now. A man you love who loves you and is patient enough for your flights of fantasy and fantastic capacity for controlled substances. I hear that you’re happy which makes me happy in … Continue reading →

You didn’t want me. You never said that; you didn’t have to. Your actions spoke powerfully enough. I guess I left you little choice so you grew to know me to love me even though it wasn’t what you really … Continue reading →

Daphne, when my mother gave you my number she did so without permission. I always tell her that if anyone asks for any of my information she should politely decline and take that person’s info so that I can decide … Continue reading →

I never told you it was me, did I? The unicorn vase in the living room which you received as an engagement present so long ago? It wasn’t stolen by some crypto-klepto-chum, an addicted ally, in need of additional Adderall … Continue reading →