“I’m not going to sleep on this flight,” is the last thing I say before I fall asleep. We land in Cancun five hours later; I wake dry-mouthed with my hair knotted around my necklace. I am not at all refreshed. Reed and I disembark the airplane into a swaddle of hot, humid early…
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Adrian and I carry our iced coffees and joint-making supplies down the white hallway lit by morning sun. He opens the metal screen door to the front…
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Permanent Retrograde is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. I hate my…
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I used to think the carpeted hall down the west side of my house was disgusting, I wanted to rip it up, but the owners of this house wanted to preserve…
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I’ve been physically sick on and off for the past year. My body stopped fighting infections last fall and I’ve been relegated into these bouts of…
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My best friend is living a double life and I want to expose her to her husband. Put it down and step away from it like an explosive. No. She is your…
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After my marriage ended in late 2016, I started smoking cigarettes again. My second book was about to be released. I was alone with a teen and two…
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I left my wallet at a Tim Horton’s three hours away. If they’ve found it, this isn’t really an issue. If you don’t have Apple pay, or use the Internet…
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