Monthly Archives: July 2019

confession: papi’s younger brother died a few weeks ago. he was 51, tethered to an oxygen tank, and died at home during a nap. dying at home during a nap is a good death. i hope mine turns out as … Continue reading →

question: how well do you tolerate ambiguity? confession: if you asked me the above question, i’d answer, “better than most people” which is bullshit because how could i know how well or not well the teeming masses tolerate ambiguity? furthermore, … Continue reading →

confession: yesterday in the airport security line a woman was traveling with a cat much cuter and calmer than either of mine. hours later i realized her cat’s calmness was probably due to drugs. the only time my cats flew … Continue reading →

confession: i wore too much black during my teens and 20s and early 30s. i was afraid of pink. i was afraid of being soft and vulnerable. i was afraid of having my brain ignored because of my vagina. i … Continue reading →