Tag Archives: grief

In Defense of Celibacy

Celibacy is underrated. This statement may sound hypocritical coming from a person who makes her living writing about the antithesis of abstinence, but my life is often controlled by sex, so I understand the importance of taking time away from … Continue reading

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Funeral Speeches

Today was my grandfather’s funeral and for it, I wrote a speech. Just like I did for my grandmother‘s and brother‘s funerals. In 18 months, I’ve written three speeches for three family members’ funerals. I’m proud of all three speeches, … Continue reading

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Navigating Sex After Grief

It’s been almost a year since DE and I broke up, a year full of horrible tragedy, grief and heartbreak. A year of change, upheaval and instability. A year in which I have not had sex. Had not. A year … Continue reading

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Stuff We Love: Homemade Vagina Ornaments

The Holidays are an unhealthy obsession for me. I think it has to do with my love for twinkle lights and jingle bells. In years past, I’d only listen to holiday music and watch holiday movies from the day after … Continue reading

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Grief Makes Me Want to Drink Booze, Have Sex and Destroy Shit

It’s been two weeks since my brother died and all I want to do is get drunk, fuck someone and shoot something. In that (dangerous) order. As tumors took over my brother’s body, lethargy took over mine. My sex drive … Continue reading

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For My Brother, Andrew Joseph Fleming, November 21, 1986 to November 5, 2012

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the … Continue reading

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