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You Are No Longer a Father to Me

I was 16 when I went on my father’s computer and found a significant amount of child pornography.

Who We Tell When We Watch Our Parents Die

I’ve spoken to very few people about what it was like to be in a room watching my mother take her last gulps of air.

Bill Murray and Me

The first time I met Bill Murray, I was 18 years old and wearing a miserable brown ensemble.

A Chronological List of Things Men Said to Me After I Told Them I Had Herpes

When I was diagnosed with herpes on my 23rd birthday (happy birthday to me!), I was devastated and thought no one would ever want to have sex with me or date me ever again. Six years later, here is a chronological list of what each of the people I’ve dated have had to say when I told them.

This Is Sober Sex

Drunk sex had been easy. It was fun. It’s no fresh theory, but alcohol made me feel more interesting and attractive. At parties, in bed, I could relax without feeling tangibly insecure or cautious. And with drunk sex I didn’t have to worry about the anxiety of being close to someone, or even what to do and how to do it. Alcohol anesthetized me to all complication. It got me out of my head, out of myself.

Stories Like Passwords

The men in stories like this always have just enough power, in their little worlds and in ours, that to confront them would be to court an ordeal, to invite others to question our own memories and motives. It’s always more trouble than it’s worth.

Stories Like Passwords

Cooking Lessons

Two Victors

Pregnancy, Week by Week

On Pheasants and Polyamory

In Sickness and in Health, But Mostly in Sickness

Women I Dated in Paris, by a Lesbian Who Can’t Speak French

The Last Real Wilderness Is Time

Summer of Pie

How to Have a Miscarriage

The Only Mystery In Vermillion, South Dakota

You Belong To Me

Old Loves

The Essential Life Lessons of the Dairy Queen Sisterhood