Business Card

Pouring my cereal just now. Reaching in the fridge for the milk. My ex’s name flashes before my eyes–the ex I had to banish. And I think wait a minute. What was that? I scan the front of the fridge and I don’t see it, so I peer around the side. There it is: theContinue reading “Business Card”

Barcelona, Part One

Walking through the deliciously atmospheric cobblestone alleyways of old Barcelona, with a small group of young locals we’d just met. ‘We’ being my ex and I. He’d done a horrifying Jekyll and Hyde on this trip. I now understand this was abuse. This was narcissism, probably. It was his game to play. But at theContinue reading “Barcelona, Part One”