S is for Sisters

We knew it might come to this, the two of us in a dark alley facing off with two guys who have herded us here. “Freaking reaver lovers,” the one guy says to us. I’m calling him pimple face, because – pimples. “Do it,” Vielle says back to me. We’ve been best friends for our […]

G is for Grandparents

  The best/worth thing about being born into a polyamorous family with five shared grandparents AND plenty of kids to go around? It’s all those complicated family connections. They say it takes a village to raise a family, and that’s exactly what I have. This can be good in some ways and complicated in others. […]

C is for Caretaker

 I wouldn’t trade a single day we had together. Folding up your clothes, placing them in cardboard boxes, tears well up in my eyes. It’s just me in a small room on the first floor of the nursing home. I’m waiting for someone to say something incredibly stupid, how I can move on with my […]