how florence broke my heart

how florence broke my heart

I love Florence. From the moment I set foot on her cobblestones, I was infatuated as only a young teenage girl can be. I was only twelve at the time, and my future was still filled with endless possibilities. I could become anything I wanted to be, as long as Florence was waiting for me.… Continue Reading

yes yes tribe writers

yes yes tribe writers

I was never the first kid to grab the stick and bash the piñata at a party. I may have been a wee bit too boisterous at times, I may even have been perceived to be an extrovert. But then, and now, I actually suffer from acute shyness that is frequently misinterpreted as arrogance, or even a massive case “who-the-hell-does-she-think-she-is?  I am capable of being engaging and even charming on social media. I can appear supremely confident and self-assured  in front of… Continue Reading

bee happy bee healthy

bee happy bee healthy

Bee happy bee healthy Are you getting enough honey? There is so much honey can offer you to both bee happy and bee healthy. Click on the link below to read my new article published in Consumer Health Digest. Learn all about the amazing honey health benefits. And check out my recipes for granola and… Continue Reading

American Dream

American Dream

Why loving America is hard when America’s love is unequal. Loving America is painful when America’s love is unequal American Dream I love my country. When I was a child I canvassed door to door for George McGovern. I must have been incredibly cute in strawberry blond pigtails with my patent leather Mary Jane’s and,… Continue Reading

lucky boots

lucky boots

I have a pair of lucky boots. They are Steve Madden green cowboy boots. I bought them in the Lower West Side Broadway store, during the debauchery of a birthday weekend with one of my best gay boyfriends. At the time, I agonized over the price. I was in the tail end of a messy… Continue Reading

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