It’s been a while since I’ve blogged. Who came up with that term anyway? I often wonder who gets to name things. New activities, urban...

I have some things to tell you about celebrities and working in bars and sleeping with married men. Listen up. Dear You, When you are 19...

I desired Johnny Depp with the intensity of one thousand suns. He was the very best bad boy and my unmitigated lust for him, which caught...

It was my first summer stock experience as both a dancer and choreographer. I was young, awkward, falsely confident, and tortured inside....

This is my café. I own it. I own this café. Take your acceptable, effortless messiness, your pockmarked cheek charm, your presentable...

Just for today, I’ll love him. Just for today, he is my son. Hi, I’m Steven. I’m an alcoholic and crystal meth addict in recovery, and...

It was a pretty small suitcase. About the size of a French bulldog. Big enough to hold two pairs of jeans, a couple t-shirts, some socks...

I do not believe in miracles. I have seen hell, been to heaven, and lost my religion. And yet. Something is brewing. This is a something...

I was wrong about Ralph Nader. I was wrong about diet soda and light cigarettes and high heeled shoes. I was wrong about the physical...

About three years ago, I ran into an old friend from whom I’d been estranged for at least 5 years. It was palpably tense. We were each...

It’s my fifth birthday. I am wearing a yellow paper crown that I got at school that day. It reads “It’s my Birthday!” in black felt tip...

I do not identify as a princess, but I have always respected the hell out of Cinderella. What a great martyr. Everyone treats this poor...

I was surprised when the woman from the coroner’s office told me she had already completed the exam. Having only just heard the news...

I am a white playwright and actor, and I have benefited greatly from white supremacy as it has shown itself in The American The-ah-tah. I...

There are simply thousands of dandelions in my yard. They line the driveway, dot the patches of grass, and spring up through the gravel....

One happy consequence of aging without surgical help is that you cease to be visible. As in, men no longer see you on the street, which...

I love photos. I love scrapbooks. I used to make scrapbooks as a kid and cut photos in heart shapes and mount them on colored paper in...

You know those bathrooms with mirrors on each side that make it look like there’s an infinite number of yous? Where you can strain your...

Doing my part to support the cottage industry that is DNA testing, I spent ten minutes disgustingly spitting into a plastic tube and in a...

The tongue gets used to a jagged tooth. Eventually. At first it’s really painful. The tongue catches, then there’s a sting, and...