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Three L.A. Stories

Motels And Vodka; Shower Dances At The Wild Goose; My Mother’s Designated Fuck.

The Exterminator and The Girl in the Alley

Chloe hadn't meant to read the poem.

Chloe's Two Night Stand

Chloe was thinking about what her sex life would look like on paper, if she were to die tomorrow.

Love, Russian Style

I haven’t had a date in months. Tonight I’m finally going out with Dimitri, the buff Russian with bad teeth.  He spotted me at the gym this morning. In the middle of his sweaty, mad run on the treadmill he came to an abrupt stop and approached me. “What are you doing tonight?” he asked, cornering me up against the leg machine.

Larry's Laugh & Leather Thong

Larry was kind of a bad guy. He had gotten in some trouble with the law when he was younger. I liked him. I met him when I was eighteen at Toronto Fashion Week. He was twenty-eight. I was on the security team and Larry was too.

An Affair with Mr. Ordinary

I had been looking for a lover for over a year. It was harder to find one than I expected. It probably had something to do with me having a boyfriend, Dirk, who I lived with and couldn’t imagine leaving. I didn’t want to leave; I was in love with him. But I was jealous. And I needed more sex.


Summer with Ricardo in Echo Park

Under the Echo Park summer sun, brown and pale longhaired beauties dress in hand-me-downs from one to the other. Slender hands with amber and turquoise rings pick through heaps of clothes in the courtyard. Some stand naked so long, I fear my boyfriend Ricardo will look through the window at them. Him...

Lickerish Library

Pas de Trois

I’ve had three threesomes. The first was in high school. I had spent the night at my best friend Elle’s house. We had just come in from the rain and were in her room stripping off our wet clothes.


Love Isn't About One Person Being Obsessed — It Has To Be A Mutual Obsession

Sometimes a first date is painful for everyone.  When we talk about unrequited love, it's usually referring to a crush on someone you can't have.

I Was A Jenny Craig Dietician (Who Secretly Ate Donuts In The Bathroom)

I look back on those years and feel compassion for the young woman I was. I am sitting in the bathroom on the toilet seat at Jenny Craig eating a Dunkin’ Donuts maple glazed bear claw.

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