About a month ago, I was referred to on another website as a “blogger”. Oh pish posh, I thought, I’m not a Blogger. That sounds kind of serious, like some kind of commitment to have something to say, all the time… I’m just fooling around a little… And then, a few days later, it hitContinue reading “~Write~”
Monthly Archives: August 2013
~Wednesday~
Tonight is a local poly meet-up in my medium-sized city, and I’m looking forward to some grown-up time with interesting people. At the same time, I’m just a little bit burned out. There’s such a small poly presence in my town, and I’m stuck, not knowing how to reach out to other like-minded people. IfContinue reading “~Wednesday~”
~Guilt~
I had a dream recently. I can’t get it out of my head. Basically, I was going to be late for work, and I couldn’t get my children away from a perfect looking, motherly angel of a woman who gave them cake on a yacht, and looked at me as if I were a monsterContinue reading “~Guilt~”
~After~
I came out of an ugly, sixteen year marriage angry and exhausted. A lot of my anger was directed at myself. I had worked so hard to be the wife who didn’t upset him, the woman who didn’t look at him the wrong way, the girl who didn’t say his name in That ToneContinue reading “~After~”
~Preach~
Once upon a time, there was a Southern Baptist man who told me he was polyamorous. An hour into our first date, I knew that he was a liar. He had a wife. And she thought they were a happily married, monogamous couple. I was sad and cynical and bitter after my divorce, and forContinue reading “~Preach~”
~Peril~
I have a profile on a popular dating site, OKCupid.com. (This is where I first met Special Man Friend, who, by the way, I messaged first, and I never message first…) I get four or five messages a week, and generally the messages are short, poorly written, or just plain ridiculous. “So what I’m seeingContinue reading “~Peril~”
Guest post: Reflections on “perfect poly” by an accidental metamour.
Much love to my Meta, CC, who wrote this, and who should be very proud that she is finding her own way, to her own poly. My husband and I are each two years into our own extramarital relationships, and I still have trouble self-identifying as polyamorous. There are probably people who would place myContinue reading “Guest post: Reflections on “perfect poly” by an accidental metamour.”
~Game~
Oh my. So, here’s the thing. I’m sitting in the living room of Special Man’s wife’s boyfriend. I suppose he’s not technically a metamour, he’s a metamour-in-law…or a meta once removed? Metamour squared? I don’t know, but MSquared fits him, so just roll with it. MSquared’s wife is also here, as is Special Man’s adult-ishContinue reading “~Game~”
~Look~
So I mentioned a few days ago that my sweet friend was having a crisis. In a nutshell, this beautiful, smart, professional and wise woman found out quite suddenly that her husband of many years was not only using cocaine, but was dealing. And her adult children knew. Her disbelief upon discovering that her twoContinue reading “~Look~”
~Color~
“Red”, I write “is the color of life. It’s blood, passion, rage. It’s menstrual flow and after birth. Beginnings and violent end. Red is the color of love. Beating hearts and hungry lips. Roses, Valentines, cherries. Red is the color of shame. Crimson cheeks and spilled blood. Broken hearts, opened veins.” ~ Mary Hogan, Pretty FaceContinue reading “~Color~”