Author: kristineesserslentz

You add lavender to Your bedding I lie on edge looking at You unfold You notice My thick plastic glasses You ask how poor is My vision – I say bad – I take off the spectacles offering them to You You shake Your head no – You don’t want …

“What is the best and worst sexual experience you’ve had?” was the question prompted by a viral New York Times article stating the 36 questions that can supposedly lead to love in relationships. All of us New York City transplants were out at a bar when this conversation enveloped us: …

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He states His palm is just the backside of his knuckles “Live” & “My Love Line”

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A sharp inhale brings in all the cold at once. My mouth welcomes the chill while my lungs protest with piercing twinges of pain. It forces me to slow down my pace, which then forces me to take in my surroundings. I must say, this is not a bad thing. …

The thing about flying across the country is that the time change never helps you. You’re either tripping backward or forward in hours, exhausted or confused. It was New Year’s Day and I was hungover on a packed airplane going from New York City to Los Angeles to retrieve one …

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