Hair today, yesterday
Jai was one of the first things told to me, “I like your hair very much.” It was 1995, and it was black with drugstore dye. After I got my first magazine job, it was red in the Madison Avenue Salon. When we got married, it was rotated in perfect ringlets. After two children, it was 24/7 in a ponytail. In our La years, it was directly straightened in a blow-dry bar. During the epidemic, it replaced silver. And when it fell into the chunks last month after Cammo, it shaved by my husband, who said, “I love you without hair.” , Julie Taylor
make room
On small notice, I helped my first divine girlfriend vacate her storage unit. This facility was sold and bulldozers will be done in days. Other tenants had left the wholesale objects behind, littering the scene with goods from the previous life. While packing a box, I have my girlfriend’s Dr. Phil discovered a copy of the “Relationship Rescue Workbook”. Remembering those days, I confessed to being the owner of the book, when I practiced hard work. My girlfriend and I smiled, shared a sweaty kiss with a sweat, Dr. Filmy’s tone of Phil’s tone said, then threw his workbook in the dumper. , Roy Mason
‘In danger!’ And jamis
We have been 40 years since. In gay time, it is like a century. It has not always been disco balls and magnificence. It does not matter that your sexuality is at a time when you wonder who this person is sitting with you every morning. But something is amazing about living with it, getting old together. At the end of the day, with dog walking and dinner, we slip into our “jams”, stretch our recliners and “danger!” In a few days he receives more answers, other days, I do. We do not score. “What’s … happiness?” , Bryan christopher giddens
Last visit of mam
Mam often saw us from Mumbai to New York. She loved to live with grandchildren, to eat in red lobster, shopping for bargaining. I canceled his last journey as it was uncomfortable. She was mad at me. A month later he stroked and died. I was abandoned with self-pilgrimage and remorse. In India, I cleaned her sari, donating many respectable reasons, which was expected to accept my crime. Years later, I visited a clothes shop in Queens. On the rack, I saw her four donated sari! The universe ensured that Mam had come to travel once for the last time. , Poetry gonsalves
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