I don't know why I'm telling you this, but I sat in the car all Sunday afternoon weeping until my eyes became raw and swollen, which I do every Sunday from 3:30pm to 4:30pm while my husband watches football, before heading back inside to continue being a wife. When I first started this ritual, the neighbors… Continue reading ‘Til Death Do Us Part.
An early November evening, a brimful Presentation theater had 500 eager USF students–ready for a show composed of lingerie, high heels, lipstick, profanity, orgasms, sex positions, and a little strip tease–for the yearly Fall tradition of the College Players’ Rocky Horror Picture Show Production. The Rocky Horror Picture Show is a controversial campus production due… Continue reading Sexual Liberation on College Campuses… Even on USF’s Jesuit One.
My name is Maxwell Smith, age 40, white male. But call me Max. Whatever you do, do not call me Mad Max or Mental Max like the rest of the world. When you write about me and cite me, call me Max. Just Max. The Warden took this hour for the interview out of my… Continue reading Live Inside the Prison with Mad Max.
I was only able to grab one thing from my apartment before it’s swallowed up by a starving hole in the ground. Of course as soon as my boyfriend and I are on the brink of everything we talked about during college, the world is crashing and burning. I had dreams we would get married,… Continue reading Gorilla War