For those who live alone, without family, but with some friends– went in for an arthroscopy [keyhole surgery on my right knee] on Thursday, ten years after the original injury. I had gotten s…...
Sitting at the bay window in my room, I watch the heavens open up in sympathy with my frustrations–another day at the bootcamp in Kodaikanal, South India. In hot pursuit of the body beautiful…...
I sit here in another’s space, blue couch, and busily ornamented, textured white walls–outsider’s space in which I decide that, after the gap of more than a year, I must write aga…...
Ever notice, that as much as we’d like to be in control as proper feminist women, our emotions undermine us. We go all soft and queasy imagining seductions that sweep us off our feet. Disa…...
Days now, I haven’t been outside my tiny apartment, haven’t written, haven’t spoken to people except, of course, Shymala, the little maid who comes in to do for me. “Why?…...