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Sometimes when I get an idea for a story I do this thing called clustering. I write down my main topic in the center of a yellow legal pad and go from there. Today's word is CRACK.
 
I am lying in my bed, head propped up on several small pillows. I shake my pen epileptically so the blue ink will continue to flow...

My son was born when I was 22 years old. He was conceived during one freezing winter in Lake Tahoe, CA.
 
When I discovered I was pregnant, my immediate reaction was that I was too young to have a baby and that I should have an abortion. When I spoke with Ethan, my boyfriend at the time and father-to-be, he did...

At 9:00pm on a Friday, I was busy trying to get my monkeys (Satchel, age 4 and Jiro, age 2) in bed so I could sneak out and interview Kate Crowder, the lead singer of my new favorite band, Two Way Radio (formerly known as Walkie Talkie and briefly as Side Walk Talk). At 9:25pm, I said goodbye to my husband and drove down the...

Dear Fetus:
 
Let me begin by saying, Welcome!
 
I trust that you are finding everything you need. And I hope you're getting good and cozy, because I would be devastated if you found the accommodations unsuitable and decided to break your nine month lease. I'm in this for the long haul, and I'm...

If my body could talk, it would say, take me back, take me back. My breasts are shapeless and deflated. Some nights there is milk in one, but not in the other.
 
My daughter Mae asked me recently, "If I suck really hard, will it come out?"
 
"No, no, no!" I wanted to tell her. My body wanted to curl...

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