The Weekender

Intellectually, I knew that it was wrong, but I had to confess that I really did miss my car. 

She was twenty-five. Why did it feel as if her life had passed her by?

A fangirl has every right to enjoy the music she likes and support her favorite celebrities just for her own personal enjoyment, without facing derision or condescension.

I come from a family of die-hard Los Angeles sports fans. Naturally, October, your time of year is like Dr. Frankenstein bringing us back to life.

There’s an intricate delicacy in shared looks across the room and bitten-back smiles behind brushed fingertips; another language in scribbled notes and tight, quick hugs. I want slow egg-cooking mornings and a midday coffee.

We can’t simply wait and expect our dreams to materialize; we must actively pursue them and put in the effort to make them a reality.

As I begin my final year at Cal, I find myself wondering if the muscle memory is still there, curious if I’ve overcome the years of backaches and heartaches. So I do the unthinkable: I make my return to the gym.

When we touch fingers, I watch my reflection consumed by you a little more each day. You own my happiness, dictate my melancholy, rewarding me when I shave myself away. 

I have been part of this town my whole life, but I will not be part of it when her head rolls.

eurystheus had loosed his chains, settled his score / but his wife stayed buried and his children lay dead