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I run with knives

Offering the sword

Trusting he wouldn’t use it to shred me. He looked at it in surprise. And asked where I found it as he thought he put it away. It’s the symbolic sword, I said, as I handed it to him Looking … Continue reading

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Not asking for forgiveness

Nor do I want yours. There is nothing to forgive. Nothing. We are who we are. I got an e-mail this afternoon. I am having a hard time telling her no. I might go for a fuck date tonight. I … Continue reading

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The I'm Sorry's

There are just too many of them between us. She always said that anger is a 2ndary response and to look beyond that emotion. There is some anger…perhaps it’s just frustration…rising in me today. Have I made you that uncomfortable … Continue reading

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A letter to my friend

We talked a few nights ago. It’s rare for us to spend so much time on the phone. Me and the ex-roomie, ex lover, friend in my heart, my buddy, Anam Cara. We can talk for hours and hours on … Continue reading

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That's my story

What’s yours? Yah, that’s what I asked him. My ex. I was feeling a bit kind the other day. Not that I’m not kind…just that I haven’t felt amicable towards my ex. He sent along one of those silly forwards. … Continue reading

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I closed the door

with Joe today. Told him I couldn’t sleep with him. I wouldn’t sleep with him. Not now and not ever. That it had nothing to do with him. I lied and told him I had nothing to give. Not to … Continue reading

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I stopped…..&….I started

quitting smoking. Yah, me and him. It’s good to have support and company in it. We will either survive or kill each other in the process. my morning pages again instead of lamenting how I haven’t been writing. It feels … Continue reading

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I can't….

I just can’t sleep with my friend Joe. I’ve slept with many a married man. Slept with many men just because I wanted to. Because it was an experience I wanted, or it was an exercise in putting away my … Continue reading

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the landscape speaks

I offhandly remarked  the other day about my passion; the landscape and the plants speak to me. On the way home we took the scenic route I asked for….through a local park called the Garden of the Gods. I haven’t … Continue reading

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Fuckity fuck

Well,  the dog just got skunked underneath my bedroom window. Muse won’t be home for another hour. I sent text but not sure if he got it.  It can be pretty unreliable depending on where he is. oh dear….. I … Continue reading

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slowly returning

We met for coffee in the park yesterday after work.  And talked again in the manner of before I left for Hawaii.  Of examining what is and what is not, in a personal truth and honesty kind of way we … Continue reading

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Sameness and differences

What is the commonality in a “need” and a “want”? Is there commonality? Or are they two separate entities? Sure, we “need”water. We may “want” a newer car. We may “need” a newer car. Aside from the obvious….taking it out … Continue reading

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not "me"

It felt good to talk in the manner of pure friendship again….It’s something I remarked last week that I thought we had lost for good.  And although he insisted we haven’t….only that the pieces of living together had fallen on … Continue reading

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the nest

It took me back to a time of great comfort when my children were small. I would lay on the couch with them…the youngest stretched alongside me with his head on my arm The girl child with the wild platinum … Continue reading

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waiting

December 2008 When I looked at him the next morning and saw his downcast eyes, stumbling over words in an effort  to find a way to apologize for bringing her to the house that night and breaking our  agreement, I … Continue reading

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