I Held My Farts Back For 8 Years. No more!

“God DAMN it!” My father shouted as he struggled to manually crank the driver’s side window down on our wood-paneled station wagon. He was holding his breath as he drove, cheeks puffed out, shoulders up. When the smell got to me in the back seat, I did the same.  It was like… I don’t even […]

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On Anxiety: The Storm Inside

I’m in the calm before the storm. But, the storm is coming. She is bound to come, as she blows in every week around this time–right before I’m scheduled to drive over and teach a weekly master class (How to Sing) to four high school girls, like I have many times before. Her high winds […]

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Wendy’s my X, but I can’t stop think about her.

I saw you on my the way to work again and even though I know it is over between us, I still think of you.  Your red hair was twisted and bound the way I like the most.  I was afraid you would notice me, so I arranged my face into an air of frosty […]

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