A dyke astrophysicist’s dream
Rose petal tea isn’t pink.
Figuring it out was painful.
I licked the sweat off her Italian skin.
Like the track marks on our embroiled, addict hearts…
It didn’t work out in the end.
My Hebrew name is Chavah-Chanah, which translates to Eva-Grace. I was named for my paternal great-grandmothers because my English name does not translate to Hebrew.
One time, I went on a couple of dates with a heroin addict who had a domestic violence charge.
Thinking about a girl I met in California…