Nursing My Daughter, and Some Grievances
15/10/2006
Is the risk of a milk bomb on a flight really that great?
Is the risk of a milk bomb on a flight really that great?
Maternal yearnings, paternal misgivings.
What wears a tuxedo and breathes fire? Groomzilla.
“When I'm with you,” he said, “I feel incredibly alive, and yet always terrible.”
Now, we live like monks: herbal tea after dinner, the endless seltzer.
The storm season tapered off, and with no more tender moments to hold us together, our relationship crumbled.
If race doesn't matter, it should.
Events of the day entangled many of us in an emotional lost and found.
An older dad wonders: dentures before baby teeth? “I began my great late-in-life adventure with a whimper and a crawl.”
Sex, the antidote to death.