All Stories Written from 12/15 through 11/21

Danna Reich Colman

Mar 9, 2016·21 min read

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Do You Love Me?

By Danna Colman and Thom Garrett

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My Father was a Narcissist

I listened as my father bragged about my beauty and achievements to his friends at the country club. And I listened as…

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Sex, Lies, and Deli Sandwiches

I met him when I was just a child, a nineteen-year-old college freshman looking to spread my wings. He was tall…

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A Kiss is Just a Kiss

Questions of male sexual entitlement and their subsequent objectification of women resurface as predictably as weeds in…

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A Fairytale Love Story

“You two have everything,” they said. “You have the fairytale love story.”

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Your Touch

Your touch helps me remember what I’d forgotten

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Is it Superstition or Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder (OCD)?

When I was a child, I had a night time routine. I would count to six in my head while looking behind my bedroom door…

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Merry Chanukah from Beverly Hills

At a very young age, I remember celebrating Chanukah. I’m not sure if we lit the Menorah or if we even had one. What I…

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A Story of Strangers

The first time they met, he looked at her, and they both smiled. The feelings he was having seemed familiar but new.

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The Married Man

I was once in love with a married man.

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On a Hot Summer Night I Lost My Husband to The Lakers

I was married to a man for nineteen years who was uncomfortable with his emotions. I knew he loved me and our two…

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Sex, Lies, and Deli Sandwiches

I met him when I was just a child, a nineteen-year-old college freshman looking to spread my wings. He was tall…

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Today I Learned I Ended a Human Life*

I missed my period. I was twenty years old and just about to finish my freshman year of college. Telling my mother was…

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Smile for the Camera, Sweetie!

The grainy scenes on the 8mm film rattle through the projector. Self conscious children awkwardly go through the…

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A Long Way Home

by Danna Colman and Thom Garrett Dedicated to Amy Brooke Colman

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Sex, Lies, and Deli Sandwiches

I met him when I was just a kid, a nineteen-year-old college freshman looking to spread my wings. He was tall, blonde…

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Do You Love Me?

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Today I Learned I Ended a Human Life*

I missed my period. I was twenty years old and just about to finish my freshman year of college. Telling my mother was…

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In Search of a Soulmate

In 1980, many years before online dating was available, I walked into a Great Expectations office, a video dating…

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Ode to My Children

Please remember me

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Smile for the Camera, Sweetie!

The grainy scenes on the 8mm film rattle through the projector. Self conscious children awkwardly go through the…

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Fall in Love with the Moment

The moment is now. It’s a powerful time. If we open ourselves to the moment, our opportunities are endless. I wasn’t…

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New Story

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A Long Way Home

by Danna Colman and Thom Garrett Dedicated to Amy Brooke Colman

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Anticipation

She stood in front of her bedroom mirror going over every inch of herself. She looked years younger than her age, but…

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A Disappointment

Every evening when he’d come home from work, he was always very hungry. Not eating in time always meant he would be…

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At Last

All the texts, the hundreds of hours on the telephone, all the stories shared in detail, none of it has prepared me for…

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Do We Really Have Time to Take Photos?

Years ago, when my daughters were children, I loved to watch them as they’d go through their days. I’d often see…

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Him and Her — An Unlikely Love Story

He was in Montana fishing while she was in Beverly Hills shopping. He was a mountain boy, and she was a city girl. They…

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A Solitary Woman

“There are some places in life where you can only go alone. Embrace the beauty of your solo journey.” — Mandy Hale

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The Girl Who Sat Alone

She was shy and uncomfortable, so she kept to herself and sat unaccompanied in the cafeteria and walked alone on the…

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Who Says We Need to Respect the New President?

Matthew 15:14, “Let them alone: they be blind leaders of the blind. And if the blind lead the blind, both shall fall…

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On Being a Mom

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My Facebook Friend

I have a Facebook friend who is unconditionally self-governed. Her favorite two words are “fuck ‘em.” Before we became…

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An Account of My Abortion in 1967 — As Abortion Returns to 2016 Election Spotlight

I missed my period. I was twenty years old and just about to finish my freshman year of college. Telling my mother was…

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I Dated a Criminal — The Story of a Nice Beverly Hills Girl and a Bad Boy

In the beginning of my freshman year of college, I met a guy that was everything I wanted when I still liked bad boys…

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A Series of Hospital Nightmares

New research showing medical errors are now the third leading cause of death in the U.S.

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This is Medium

I came to Medium to write. I enjoy socializing, but Medium is not about that for me.

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The Apple Lady

Before it became trendy, my parents were considered health nuts. While my friends came to school with lunch boxes…

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WHY WORRY

Not only does worrying take away today’s peace, it prevents us from living in the moment. “Don’t worry and live in the…

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This Hallway, This Door

I stand in this hallway looking towards this door. I am afraid of what’s on the other side. I know he will say “Come in…

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Am I a Writer Yet?

I have always been a writer. I have been one who writes. I have written personal essays, monologues, scenes and even a…

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Ten Minutes in the Car is Not Enough

I would have stayed in an unhappy marriage forever, just to be with my daughters 100% of the time. So when I told Jon…

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My Father Tried to Strangle Me

When I think I’m all out of stories, another one floats into my head, like the time my father tried to strangle me.

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They called me Harambe

They called me Harambe. I lived at the Cincinnati Zoo until recently when I was shot down in my exhibit because a…

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A Special Occasion

The summer I was thirteen, our family took a trip to New York. I had never been on a plane before nor seen a musical…

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10 Tips for a Happier and Healthier Life

1. Learn to relax.

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10 Ways to Enjoy Full Relaxation

Meditate in the garden

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❤ A Day in the Life of Georgia Button ❤

Georgia is not your typical dog at all. In fact, she might not really be a dog! Maybe when you read about her typical…

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I’m With Dickhead

(Written in response to “My Aversion to Dating.”)

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I disagree with your reason why women wear sexy clothes.

The question of who women dress for has come up throughout the years, and there have even been studies done on the…

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I found this on Facebook:

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Letting Go

Written in response to answering a friend’s questions…

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Throw the Baby Out with the Bath Water

Wow. I don’t think I’ve ever been more upset after reading a story here on Medium. First, let me be clear. I am not…

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Baby Face

Written in response to a twenty-five year old who wishes to look older…

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All Poems and Stories

How to Make Your Escape from the Coronavirus

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Harmony

Two people

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Letting Go

You don’t have to stop loving someone to release them from your life

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You Loved Me

You loved me

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Moving on

She pauses at the open window and takes a moment, savoring the cool evening air. A quilt is wrapped loosely around her…

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A Fairytale Love Story

“You two have everything,” they said. “You have the fairytale love story.”

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My First Abortion Was Neither Safe Nor Legal

and now the same might be true for my daughters

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Murmuring Heart (Chapter 2)

by Thom Garrett and Danna Colman

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Together in the Cold

I have to write this down, afraid that if I don’t do it now, I’ll lose the moment and it will be lost forever. I want…

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Murmuring Heart

by Thom Garrett and Danna Colman

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Ten Things That Make Me Crazy

When all the important things are taken care of, these are the little things that make me want to scream! Thanks for…

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On the third anniversary of the day I published my first story, I’d like to thank my friends and…

On this anniversary of my first story on Medium, I’d like to briefly retell my story, the story of someone looking for…

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Consumed By Love

written by Danna Colman and Thom Garrett

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Because of It

Instead

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Is Anybody There?

written by Danna Colman edited by Thom Garrett

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It’s Never Too Late

Growing up, I was frequently told I was talented. And it was true that when I took lessons — piano, voice, acting…

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A Child’s Vision of Hell

A child’s vision of Hell might surprise you. No devils, no fire and brimstone, just everyday life with a twist. Every…

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You Can Only Injure a Female

You can only injure a female so many times before her teeth grow sharp and her claws cut deep

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A Kiss is Just a Kiss

Questions of male sexual entitlement and their subsequent objectification of women resurface as predictably as weeds in…

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Adrift

We fall asleep cast adrift at sea and arrive back anchored and dry by morning

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Whispered Promises

You tease me with pauses excite me with silence and leave me breathless with whispered promises

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You Watched Me Burn

You watched me burn from the intensity of the flames that raged uncontrollably from the heat of your deafening…

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His Heat

Spine

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Dreams

We

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His Heart

His heart is so gentle, so fragile, so loving

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Awakening

We awaken when we leave our disappointments in the abyss of yesterday

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A Difficult Holiday

I’ve been receiving the “it’s never too soon to shop for Dad” emails ever since Mother’s Day ended this year. As if I…

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Remembering a Lonely Man

written by my brother, David

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Remembering My Father

When I was seven years old, I was sent away to sleep away camp for the whole summer. Two months away from home as a…

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My Father was a Narcissist

I listened as my father bragged about my beauty and achievements to his friends at the country club. And I listened as…

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A Gift

for Thom on his birthday 6–13–18

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For Anthony

A sunflower

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The Ecstasy of Your Scent

Lying

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Conversation with a Deplorable Friend

Me: I wasn’t going to reply, but I’ve decided to give you one more chance to apologize for voting for Trump.

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Reveal

Laying

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Seriously? You Actually Think I’d Go Out With You?

Oh, to be young and in love! Or even young and not in love. Oh, to be a Millennial looking for love! There is nothing…

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The Trophy Daughter

I listened as my father bragged about my beauty and achievements to his friends at the country club. And I listened as…

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Guilty and Ashamed

I was in my senior year of college when I had my first anxiety attack. It was in religion class. The room began to…

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Untamed

Pure

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Done

I’m self-centered, and I won’t apologize for being that way. Maybe self-centered isn’t the right word. Self-caring is…

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Pure Joy or?

An older woman rides a bicycle

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The Pleasure of this Moment

With your arms around me

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On Being a Mom

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Thought

In

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She

She will give you the air you breathe or tear you into pieces

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If You Fall in Love with a Writer

She will rip you open, gaze into your soul, and steal the air from your lungs.

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Because

He stays in bed and cuddles you while you sleep because you just can’t sleep unless he holds you

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Growing Together

We

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Mirage

When

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“Have You Been Fooling Around with the Boys?”

Boys will be boys, good girls don’t fool around, and milk and cookies will cure what ails you. Anything will sound like…

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Don’t Think Twice, it’s not Alright for Your Dog to Fly the “Friendly Skies”

Kokito is dead. That can’t be undone. What we can do is learn. What we can do is insist on a better response. What we…

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Sex, Lies, and Deli Sandwiches

I met him when I was just a kid, a nineteen-year-old college freshman looking to spread my wings. He was tall, blonde…

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Are You Smart or Just Lucky?

Have you ever known somebody who thinks she’s so smart because she goes against a common safety precaution and really…

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I May Need Help

I was having a bad day. It started yesterday. All I wanted to do was write. I sat down at my computer, opened up Medium…

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Her Quieted Beauty

Lying side by side he strokes her hair and brushes her cheek with his fingers whispering words of anticipation

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One More Dance

What she wants more than anything is life and love and you

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Kiss Me Softly

Kiss me softly

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Your Kisses

your

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I’m Sorry

In every relationship, there will always come a time when one has to swallow one’s pride and apologize. When spoken…

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Do You Love Me?

By Danna Colman and Thom Garrett

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Our Kisses

our

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A Final Dance

This is what it tastes like to kiss you

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Whispers of Desire

I

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A Younger Woman

“Do you think that woman is beautiful?”

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Co-Writing Lovers

There’s always another story to tell, and after that, there’s still the story of how that story came to be. Our…

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Thank You So Very Much

On the second anniversary of the day I published my first story, I’d like to thank all my friends and followers for all…

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A Medium Lovers Story

by Danna Colman and Thom Garrett

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Miss Evie and Fitz

by Thom Garrett and Danna Colman

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The Magic of Your Essence

When you take me in your arms

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Unexpected Treasures

Each caress is a pure and simple rapture

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Friendship Pie

by Thom Garrett and Danna Colman

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Where We Are Now

We have lost the urgency to rush

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Becoming Us

by Thom Garrett and Danna Colman

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The Magic

by Thom Garrett and Danna Colman

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The Excitement in Waiting

After awhile, their want for each other was so great it was almost painful

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I Write You Read Let’s Talk

I love to write. It’s a pleasure I discovered later in life, and even then it was only through the encouragement of a…

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One Last Story

You unlatched the gate

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The Sweetest Dream

Holding me in love and silence you kiss my eyelids promising me the sweetest dream

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Saying Goodbye for Now

Saying goodbye is always difficult. We come together for a week or a month, and we build something. We breathe our…

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Last First Kiss

By Danna Colman and Thom Garrett

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Me, Too

I was never raped, but I could have been. Back in college, I was at a beach party for employees of a restaurant. It was…

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In A Manner of Speaking

In many ways

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Wordless Ecstasy

Let’s hide here

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Hold Me Close

Hold me close

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I Never Want to Say Goodbye

by Danna Colman and Thom Garrett

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The Girl Who Sat Alone

She was shy and uncomfortable, so she kept to herself. She sat unaccompanied in the cafeteria and walked alone on the…

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Her Many Faces

By Danna Colman and Thom Garrett

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A Special Occasion

The summer I was thirteen, our family took a trip to New York. I had never been on a plane before nor seen a musical…

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You Seduce Me

You seduce me

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Teach Me

by Danna Colman and Thom Garrett

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Childhood Demons Revisited

Allow me to introduce you to my parents. Although my mother was loving and kind, she was emotionally unavailable and an…

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Ode to My Children

Please remember me

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Smile For the Camera, Sweetie!

The grainy scenes on the 8mm film rattle through the projector. Self-conscious children awkwardly go through the…

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We’re All Going to Die

It’s that time of life again — that time when I feel more vulnerable than at any other time. It takes my breath away…

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Fall in Love with the Moment

The moment is now. It’s a powerful time. If we open ourselves to the moment, our opportunities are endless. I wasn’t…

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New Story

by Danna Colman and Thom Garrett

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Thirsty for Your Kisses

Your kisses hold me suspending my breath caught between inhale and exhale

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A Long Way Home

by Danna Colman and Thom Garrett Dedicated to Amy Brooke Colman

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The Scent of His Excitement

Breathing him in

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The Poet

by Danna Colman and Thom Garrett

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Your Touch

Your touch helps me remember what I’d forgotten

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You Cradle Me

You cradle me arms wrapped around me lying here in bed

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Listen to the Muse

by Danna Colman and Thom Garrett

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Why, Medium?

Clap definition:

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Your Kisses Breathe Life

Your kisses breathe life

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Donald the Small-Minded President

(sung to the tune of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer)

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Orange is the Color

Of My True Love’s T-shirt

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Georgia at The Georgian Hotel

(An illustrated story)

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Lost

Behind the tangled textures of my life

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K-i-s-s-i-n-g

Our lips speak kisses

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Serendipity

Imagine if fireworks went off each night

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I Heard You

I heard you whisper

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Before You Leave

by Danna Colman and Thom Garrett

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Unguarded

by Danna Colman and Thom Garrett

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Musing

by Danna Colman and Thom Garrett

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Spooning

My heart beats against your back

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To my 2,600 followers:

I would like to take a moment to thank each of you who have recommended and shared my stories. I never dreamed of…

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As Easy as 1… 2…3

How to Fall in Love in Three Easy Steps

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Love Beyond Words

In the flush of love’s light we dare be brave, And suddenly we see that love costs all we are and will ever be.…

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Trust

I suddenly knew

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The Real Thing Part 3

He’s my perfect stranger. We met, not too long ago, when we spent two wonderful weeks exploring our feelings for each…

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Kiss of Music

I know we’re promised nothing

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Where Dreams are Never Over

Between your lips I taste a place

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Kiss Me Forever

Kiss me forever

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PAYPAL.ME or Not

I love to write. It’s a pleasure I discovered later in life, and even then it was only through the encouragement of a…

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A Light Bulb Moment

Have you ever had a bright idea? I mean an idea that casts out darkness and sheds light, giving you new insights that…

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The Real Thing Part 2

We held hands and talked as if we’d always been together instead of 3,000 miles apart. We kept smiling and kissing and…

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The Real Thing

Ain’t nothing like the real thing, baby. That’s the rock ’n’ roll truth. We’ve written about it, talked about it, even…

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Anticipation

She stood in front of her bedroom mirror going over every inch of herself. She looked years younger than her age, but…

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Their First Morning

The first time she saw him, she wanted him, and she didn’t even know him. She’d read his stories he’d written online…

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At Last

All the texts, the hundreds of hours on the telephone, all the stories shared in detail, none of it has prepared me for…

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Waiting and Waiting

After awhile, her want for him was so great it was almost painful

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Wake Me

We will kiss our very first kiss

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Harmony

~~~~~~~~

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Commencement

we

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The Art of Love

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Cubism

Take

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Realism

wanting to linger in the scent of you

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Compass

You seduce me with your words painting my dreams with visions of your insatiably insistant kisses that shuffle my…

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Words

We

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Figuring Things Out

I was thinking of him while in the shower tonight. I couldn’t wait to talk to him on the phone after he read my story…

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Her Story and His Story (Part 5)

With my hands finally resting on your waist, I feel your strength and your vulnerability, and I know when I look in…

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Her Story (Part 4)

In the warm glow of the setting sun, we walk in silence along the water’s edge, not touching, not speaking, our…

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Her Story (Part 3)

As you move closer to me, I feel your hand reach for mine once more, and I smile thinking how lovely it is to finally…

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Her Story (Part 2)

I put my hand in yours, and suddenly it feels as though I am touching every cell and fiber of your being.

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Her Story (Part 1)

I look at you — all around your face — and then I stop at each feature, one at a time, while you watch me looking at…

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Merry Chanukah from Beverly Hills

At a very young age, I remember celebrating Chanukah. I’m not sure if we lit the Menorah or if we even had one. What I…

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unaware

unaware i had been keeping a light glowing near my closed heart

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A Hairbrush That Symbolized Love

He really believed her hair was more important than he was to her.

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Him and Her — An Unlikely Love Story

He was in Montana fishing while she was in Beverly Hills shopping. He was a mountain boy, and she was a city girl. They…

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My Muse

You were the passion that brought visions to me in the night

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Help My Heart

Day after day on the telephone

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Donald’s Gettysburg Address

Four score and several accusers ago, I brought forth upon this continent my campaign for president, conceived in…

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“Have You Been Fooling Around with the Boys?”

I guess it’s my turn because I have kind of a similar story — at least at the beginning. I was also sixteen going on…

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I Was Never Raped, but I Could Have Been

Written in response to the story “I was never raped, but….”

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Across a Crowded Continent

They met one day last spring while leafing through an online publication.

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Sleeping with Your Dog

Do you allow your dog to cuddle up with you in bed? If not, you might want to reconsider because new research finds…

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Breaking the Rules

I am a rule breaker. I have been ever since I can remember. I was sent to boarding school in 7th grade because my…

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Let Me

cup your head in my hands… smell your breath on my face…taste your salty wounds with my tongue… caress your tears with…

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Why Does it Matter if Taylor Swift is Jewish?

Ned Resnikoff wrote an entire story about Taylor Swift where he points out in his introduction:

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My Turn

I’ve been quiet for too long. I saw H Nemesis Nyx’s response to Mike Essig, and there were a few things that she said…

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On Feathers and Jackson Browne

Last night, my daughter Olivia and I went to a Jackson Browne concert. We were having a wonderful time until a woman…

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All those other talents and an actress too!

The title and story is a writing prompt from Mike Essig, who commented on this Facebook post:

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Just Like My Wedding Day

Exactly five years ago, I ended a three-year marriage. The man I married turned out to be nothing like the man I met…

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Nurture Yourself

To the women without a loving mother…..

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Georgia at The Georgian Hotel

(An illustrated story)

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STOP!

Stop stop stop stop!!!

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Skunk

A five-letter word that fills most dog owners with fear. No, now is not the time to think Pepe Le Pew and get all…

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I Was Never Raped, but This Time I Could Have Been

I felt safe. I was living on the 15th floor of a high rise condominium on Ocean Avenue in Santa Monica. There was a…

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Do You Love Your Dog?

Of course you do.

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Out of the Mouth of Donald Trump

*** Isn’t that the dumbest thing you’ve ever heard? I mean she’s so ill equipped to be President.

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How to Get 1K Followers in Your First Six Months on Medium

Read and Write and Read and Write and Read and Write and Read and Write and Read and Write and Read and Write and Read…

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It’s Only Wednesday

When I woke up today, I reached for my pills and happily concluded that it’s only Wednesday. In the past when Wednesday…

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Save Yourself

Matthew 15:14, “Let them alone: they be blind leaders of the blind. And if the blind lead the blind, both shall fall…

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My Mother’s Kitchen Drawer (1949–2006)

bottle caps

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Christmas in July

Dear One Kings Lane,

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Drowning

It was a hot and muggy August day in the summer of 1957, when a square of frozen water dared to drown her. After…

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OFF

Does anyone else feel “off” today? I’m not quite sure how to describe it, but I can tell you what it’s not.

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A House is not a Home

Erased are the fingerprints marking my father’s closed door

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Let’s Take a Step Back

To Heather Nann from Danna Colman:

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Let’s Celebrate the Brave Writers of Medium

Tomorrow, June 24, I will have been writing on Medium for six months. To observe this anniversary, I would like to…

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I know what my IQ is — and I don’t care

(Written in response to “I don’t know what my IQ is — and I don’t care” by Jon Westenberg)

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Nightmares in the Water at Disney’s Grand Floridian Resort & Spa

There were no warning signs alerting guests of the hazardous alligators lurking about the Grand Floridian Resort and…

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My Daughter Remembers

Recently, one of my daughters has been telling me of times she felt I was verbally abusive to her. I have no memory of…

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You Would Cry Too

It’s my party, and I’ll cry if I want to Cry if I want to, cry if I want to You would cry too if it happened to you

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A is for Apple and for A Medium Alphabet of Talented Writers

A is for authenticity and for Alexainie

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They called me Harambe

I lived at the Cincinnati Zoo until recently when I was shot down in my exhibit because a little boy fell into it to…

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Your Birthday… or is it?

The day you were born was a big day. When you were a small child, did you have a modest get together with your family…

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❤ A Celebration of Olivia ❤

When you came into my life, my heart became yours.

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A Dinner Party Conversation

(written in response to the writing prompt below, but it’s up to you to discover what personality type this is)

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Grocery Shopping

(A situation from different perspectives)

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Who Wants to Play with Me?

Write a love letter to your favorite musician and include up to ten songs that are representative of your artist. Let’s…

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Choices

If I choose this, I can’t choose that

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I Have a Story for You

I almost never engage in conversation without telling a good story. Something reminds me of something, and then that…

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She and She

~She~

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He and She

~HE~

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Is it Superstition or Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder (OCD)?

When I was a child, I had a night time routine. I would count to six in my head while looking behind my bedroom door…

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johnmac Radio Show with Writer and Medium Blogger Danna Colman

http://s3.amazonaws.com/btr.shows/8/665/show_8665455_2016_04_18_00_13_23.mp3

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Dear Charles O’Meara,

Are you still here? Oh, I thought you left several days ago. Are you hanging around to watch what happens to Medium…

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Fighting Over the T.V. and More

Our first color television became something to argue over, just like a million other things when we were children. My…

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I Can’t Remember the Whole Story, but…

…her name was Katie. And after a lifetime I remember this today. She would come to my house at lunchtime and visit with…

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Going Down the Restaurant Memory Lane of My Childhood

Ever since I can remember, I’ve had a sophisticated food palette. My parents introduced me to fine dining mostly…

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Happy National Puppy Day

I hold you to me just like when you were a puppy. I smell you, kiss you and cuddle you just like I’ve done every day…

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“Marriage Material” in the Sixties

There was a time when I was told (or maybe I just knew) that we weren’t supposed to let boys know we were smart. One of…

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Dear Medium,

Wow! It’s been just three months since I began writing to you (or should I say “in you”).

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I’m All That I Ever Needed

I’m remembering back to high school English class my senior year. I looked at a cute boy across the room wearing a…

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An Email from Jeb!

A week ago I did the bravest and craziest thing ever! I went to Jeb Bush’s official campaign site and wrote a message…

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MY O.J./Nicole Simpson Story

At some point almost everyone I meet has an O.J. story to tell.

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Darling

My mother called me Darling. “Darling, what time did you get home?”

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The Lost Puppy in Beverly Hills

One summer afternoon when I was sixteen, I took my usual walk from my house on North Rodeo Drive and made a left angle…

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I’m in Love with a Dog

In just a few more hours my sweet Cavapoo, Georgia Button, will turn six. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I…

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A Conversation I Overheard as I Was Patiently Waiting for the Waitress

“So my husband’s business began to go down the toilet about three years ago, and the only thing to do was to go back to…

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Aches and Pains

Oh, darling, when I heard the doorbell ring, I just knew it would be you! Have you been outside for very long, darling…

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Irritated on the Beach

Look at those people! I mean, look at them! They’re going to have to move! You just tipped the beach boy ten dollars to…

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A Note I Wrote to my twenty-three-year-old Self

I met this really nice guy at work, and he’s cute too. We’ve had some great conversations, and I found out we have a…

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One More Scene at the Beach (a series of parodies that take place at a resort on the beach)

DEBBIE

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More Scenes at the Beach (a series of parodies that take place at a resort on the beach)

BERTA

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Germs

If you’re at all like I am, you can’t stand using public restrooms.

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The Audition

Is this it? Oh, for real? I’m on? Oh, sorry. It’s a bit noisy in here and — — Sorry. I’m real sorry. I’m usually way…

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All I Want is a Sandwich, Please!

I would like tuna and an iced tea. No, not the seared rare ahi with black pepper crust. Just regular tuna. Water packed…

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Therapy

I used to lie awake at night and think about him. Everyday, all day, I’d wonder what he was doing.

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A Conversation I overheard at the Nail Salon in Beverly Hills

Did I tell you I passed the real estate exam? The only problem is I haven’t been able to figure out how I’ll ever…

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Another Conversation at the Nail Salon

Well, as you can see, I finally got tired of the French. Don’t you think this color is interesting? Dolores just…

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Sundays

My father would store up all his unfinished anger from the week and let it out on Sundays.

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A Difficult Holiday

One of the most difficult days of the year for me has always been Father’s Day. I would wander in and out through gift…

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A Disappointment

Every evening when he’d come home from work, he was always very hungry. Not eating in time always meant he would be…

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Beverly Park 1951

When I was four, my father began taking me to Kiddyland.

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Merry Chanukah from Beverly Hills

At a very young age, I remember celebrating Chanukah. I’m not sure if we lit the Menorah or if we even had one. What I…

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