You Are Cordially Uninvited

I don’t doubt that what I see as my own charm, whimsy, and honesty constitute red flags for potential dates. So to any man who emerges from the obstacle course of my single-mom status and “refreshing honesty” about my shortcomings with his eyes still fixed on pursuit, I say, “Bravo, sir – bring it on.”…

Quit This.

I want to push boundaries. Mostly my own, But yours, too. A child with a lens Tilted just so in the sun, I’ll watch as you squirm, Trying to evade My beam of intrusion. I want to demolish walls. Mostly my own, But yours, too. Hands on the controls, Mad gleam in my eye, As…

Entering Unknown Territory

I’m not great at follow through, never have been. So when I started this blog, I thought it best to assign clear boundaries from the get-go. One year or forty matches, whichever came first. I didn’t really expect to finish it. Didn’t expect to love writing as much as I have. Didn’t expect to feel…