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Fuchsia is listening to 100% by Sonic Youth.  She is biking through the city in her namesake hair and yellow bike.  Old men often get upset when she passes them with an “on your left” while blasting her music. No matter how politely she says it, they see it as an attack on their masculinity.Continue reading “The Fuchsia is Bright”

Dee was trying to be a good friend to Laura, but she was still thinking about her phone call with Dana from earlier. Her mind was in several places at once. She had just put in a full night’s work and was off to the lab to work on her PhD research. Yeah, she wantedContinue reading “Chapter: One Way Street (continued)”

Laura had met Jim in a small coffee shop she enjoyed. I have to stop meeting people at places I like, she thought to herself. She was unsure about him from the beginning, but people also take awhile to warm up to her, so she empathetically gave it a shot. Jim was a tall sturdyContinue reading “One Way Street”

Dr. Dana Evans was finishing her clinical appointments when the receptionist called saying a patient had come in with an urgent matter.  It was Steve Wright.  He was the patient of a white male colleague of hers and demanded to see that doctor only.  He was told Dr. Evans was the only doctor on dutyContinue reading “Best Medicine (From “Dating Myself”)”

Dating Myself . . .A later chapter Laura was putting the last pieces in place when she got a text.  It was Mistress Dee (or just Dee to Laura).   I’m downstairs Laura wasn’t sure if her creation was ready to be seen, but she trusted  Dee’s opinion and knew that she wasn’t the judgmentalContinue reading “Dating Myself”

You accuse me of being an iceberg. An emotional iceberg. Ha! If I’m an iceberg, I am fresh and independent Broken away from the stagnant ice. You have pushed me away from the ancient glacier that cannot be sustained. I choose to float on the sea. Stop sending ships after me. Stop being surprised thatContinue reading “Break”