“It’s a good thing we get along so great in bed,” I said, “Because I don’t think we could ever actually share a meal together.” She agreed. While my cooking skills had warmed the hearts of many, she would not thaw for anything other than deli turkey, like a child. Like her child. Turkey was … Continue reading Jackamo


Death of a Mattress

The Ikea mattress had only been with me a few months and was already destroyed. It was hardly meant to support someone of my own weight, much less two or three people. The rows of pocket coil springs were splayed and bulging and pushed way into my back. It was a temporary replacement anyway since … Continue reading Death of a Mattress