eyes pop open like two lightbulbs in a brightness burning contest. january greets me with air effervescent; champagne bubbled oxygen boozes my already lushy brain. may i have this dance for the rest of my life? sugar pours from my pockets, i can’t contain the...
in the words of nicki minaj, “let’s do this one more time.”let us corral our memories and musings for the year passed. for me, a pasture full of wild horses, rabid dogs, sweet baby kittens, and gentle lambs-all penned together on a neurotic, happy,...
yesterday morning, in a second position turn out, amid a room full of lithe, breathy, lululemon’d beauties pulsing, squeezing, scooping, and tucking their limbs into lengthened, toned, swan-like knockouts; i noticed the already icy cold room get even chillier,...
