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Seven Years Later, I Stand Before a Vasectomy, Full of Gratitude and On My Way to Cuba

I have more curiosity than I have sense. That being said, I had the privilege and honor of witnessing my husband’s vasectomy several weeks ago as I took what I hope to be my only chance to see a vas … Continue reading

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The Tiger Lessons. Three: Say to Him the Names of Your Desire

“I want you to do me like that,” Sam says to me, pointing at Rick. “Okay,” I say.  But I don’t know how, and my breath is caught because he has asked this of me. I have just spent the … Continue reading

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The Tiger Lessons. Two: Detachment

Sam does not love me in return. I accepted this the moment I fell for him; I suppose with love at first sight you accept your job is to serve the beloved.  That is all.  There is nothing to be … Continue reading

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On Writing, Being in Love with a Tiger, and Going to Movies By Myself

I hate writing a novel.  It is the stupidest quote unquote dream to have.  Period.  I wish, when I’d been sitting in Helen Nicholson’s junior advanced English class at Rocky Mount Senior High School that I had decided–instead of fulfilling … Continue reading

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Tonight I’m Gonna Tell You A Story, And Then I’m Gonna Blog About It/Candy from Strangers

Once upon a time, there were two villages separated by woods.  On one side of the woods, the village grew corn, and on the other, the village ran the the mill to grind it.  The villagers could not live without … Continue reading

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The Land of Happiness

The priestess has prayed into a handful of cowrie shells and tossed them on a circular woven mat outlined in sacred beads and objects.  A white candle burns on the outer rim.  She stares at me. ´Do you have any … Continue reading

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The Candomble Ceremony

“This is life in Bahia, baby.  You are able to find the strength that you didn’t know you had deep down inside you.” We are on the bus bouncing through the too small streets of Salvador  that are now congested … Continue reading

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