Chicago is a city of neighborhoods. I know every place is a hood but here it’s very intentional. There are bars at every corner on residential streets between the laundromats and the markets, hidden between two brownstones hidden between balconies and flower beds. It’s easy for an alcoholic here I’ve never been to another city [...]
Archive for the ‘Relationships’ Category
Chicago: A great city for alcoholics
Posted in Journal, Lovers, Relationships, Writing, anarchist babies, longing, love on September 27, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
La Primera Pelea
Posted in Journal, Lovers, Relationships, longing, love on April 29, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
We had our first fight, and the make up sex wasn’t make up sex.
EX, X or Ex?
Posted in Lovers, Relationships, Writing, longing, love on April 9, 2008 | 1 Comment »
This is me and my ’special friend’ dancing. My kind of excitement is different. I don’t go out to parties and clubs or art openings or theater much. I don’t shop for pleasure I don’t host people at my house I don’t even call back people I consider to be friends regularly or even periodically [...]
Vivíamos Juntos (Chi)
Posted in Lovers, Relationships, Writing, activist, longing on March 9, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I’m proud of myself for staying in a relationship with one person for five whole years. I like to remember the journey, the way our interaction with one another changed over time, the periods of intense love making, lazy before-sleep sex, morning calls. In the beginning (my favorite, which is probably why I’m always looking [...]
Como el rio
Posted in Journal, Lovers, Relationships, Writing, love on July 27, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Recently, an old lover of mine reappeared out of the blue. I’ve seen him around at various places, the usual dance floor or once in a while for lunch and record shopping, a glass of wine, an innocent kiss shared between us and a smile that held secrets only we knew. Mostly, we’ve corresponded via [...]
Haiku
Posted in Lovers, Relationships, love on April 16, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Black skin on white porcelain, wet and slick and slippery, glistening against the candle light. Water seeping through the tiny hole around the bathroom tub drain. Untouched again like a rejected virgin, in the words of Marley ‘I want to give you some love, I want to give you some good, good lovin’.’ It’s time [...]
In Leap Years
Posted in Journal, Relationships, Road Trips, Sunday Morning, Writing, love on November 12, 2006 | 1 Comment »
Loving is hard. Being in love is hard. Breaking up is hard. Sometimes love is not enough. Re-learning how to NOT need their touch is hard too. You have to re-learn what side of the bed to sleep on and when you move around it’s cold. So you stay right in the middle where [...]
I am young and naive
Posted in Journal, Relationships, love on October 12, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
Everything I’ve ever written here about love or relationships is bullshit. Relationships are bullshit. Being in a relationship is bullshit. “Loving someone” is bullshit. It’s all a bunch of crap because in the end somebody gets hurt and it’s always you and it’s a waste of time. A waste of four years of your fucking [...]
Vacation (The Edge of the storm)
Posted in Journal, Relationships, Road Trips, The South, Vacation, Writing on September 1, 2006 | 1 Comment »
During the six-hour drive I had time to think about what I was vacating in the first place. Was my home not refuge enough from the outside, where the sun beats down on my back every day, tiring me; or where I see faces of the injustices of the world we live in sit next [...]
I love you when
Posted in Relationships, Writing, love, week of truth on August 20, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
How could I remember the first time I said or heard the words? I can’t remember the first time I felt it, only the first dance and the first kiss. It was adoration that led me to the night on the sand where the earth moved underneath a full moon. When I say I love [...]
