Hunger. That's the word we use for it. And feeding, we use that word too. We use these words not because they are accurate, but because they best describe the...

“Come on, Vicki. Hurry up!” “Okay okay, sorr~y.” Her bag was flung on to the coffee table, her keys spilling out and landing hard on the wooden surface before sliding ...

“Oh tell them about the time with the ranch house!” “The ranch house?” my friend Markie mouthed across the room to me. I shrugged even though I knew the story and thr...

My cellphone woke us up in the middle of the night. The harsh vibrating sounds of Hyper Music. The sounds of a guitar string tightening painfully instead of a ring, harder and harder, the other...

All creatures big and small have to feed in order survive. All human creatures big and small have to work in order to afford even the thought of food. I'm no different. And so when the morning c...

Yes, I work for one of those snarky gossip blogs. They are literally a dime a dozen, some run by a single blogger, some run by a whole complex machine. Over time my employer has learned the secr...

My friend Karla will cure cancer, just as soon as she has gotten her tiny bichon frise to pee on a 24 by 24 inch pad. I was under the impression that these things were supposed to be used to tr...

It was an unimpressive pile of reddish-brown powder; grainy little bits of roughage and fibers from dried leaves that couldn't quite be ground up well enough, but otherwise a powder. There ar...

New York City Subway stations are perhaps the ugliest in the world. It's not the cat sized rats or the smell of urine soaked into everything. It's the stale air; the way dust and smog get caught...

Ken Art. Today I wanted to experience life as the poor do in order to keep it more real and better portray these creatures with integrity. When you are an actor it's your responsibility to al...

That picture of me in the paper? Yeah ... it had traveled further than the Village Voice. Conveniently. And that Monday I got a very curious email from Amy. Curious not for its content but...

If anything, I felt worse by the next morning. Pain without source, like muscle soreness but everywhere, like acid had seeped deep into my bones. Breathing was a slow and patient torture...

The three billion calls I had received turned out to be in response to the Ken Art video Jules and I had shot after .... yeah, after that thing I did. My employer had curiously decided to publis...

I pulled something hard and decidedly crunchy out of my mouth as I chewed. A blackened bit of something that bit back when my teeth pressed into it. Hard like a rock, as if the tooth might break...

I could still taste him on my lips, a sweet sincerity that I couldn't shake no matter how many times I licked the supple but chapped pink skin. Lily you idiot... I could not imagine what h...

Blue. Blue skies, expansive and round. Wide paved sidewalks stretching for what seems like miles, a canopy of tree branches intertwined hanging above the heads of strolling couples. Green and...

“Do you think he'll get off?” I shrugged, racks upon racks of clothing filling a room that looked like an office after the corporate bandits had stolen the cubicles to build perso...

“I think you totally should sleep with him.” Vicki's eyes glittered as she fiddled with my hairbrush. Next to her was Stani, to two of them laid out on my bed like little girls a...

Jake was back in time for Sunday dinner and, really, nothing breaks up philosophical angst over a courtship with a new lover like opening the front door to find your current boyfriend beaming a...

Zmiiv. Zmiiv, population 17,063, founded in 1604, part of Kharkiv Oblast (whatever that means), in Communist times it was known under the name Gotwald after the Czech poli...

It was an odd moment when I pulled my hair back and held it up-- elbows bent over my head, arms effectively covering my face-- and his fingers brushed my neck as he fumbled clumsily with the cla...

The count was loud and punctuated with the sharp slap of flesh. The music started again, lively and Latin in contrast to the white faces surrounding us-- nervous, self-conscious and seemingly ...

Lily's hands were cold. He hesitated only long enough to watch my attention shift suddenly up in surprise. Lips parted with a light inhale just before he touched my cheek. The rain made my hair...

You can't turn someone. You can't make them like me. Although there are certain things that can induce temporary states-- disease, severe emotional stress, and apparently whirlwind affairs-- peo...

Jake's lips-- pink and slightly chapped in the center-- curled into a soft “o”. There was a barely discernible wheeze in the back of his throat as he said “Oh,” his eyes ...

The office was much quieter on average than I expected it would be. I guess I assumed that the stomping ground of a glorified new media tabloid would be filled with self important busybodies, br...

Prior to this point, my interest in Lily's former girlfriends was purely narcissistic. The only identifying characteristics my eyes saw were the ones that were as unflattering as possible and so...

Jonah chewed softly on the edge of a toothpick and watched Lily with a new found appreciation I did not take kindly to. I slapped his arm and let a snarl ripple under my tongue. “Stop that...

I had three separate mental lists in my head concerning the secret letter. It had to be someone who knew about Ken Art, obviously, but seeing as I-Spy.com had published the video under my name t...

“What do you think?” Vicki asked me. “Too much?” In her hands was a paper-mache deer head painted pastel colors, antlers carved of wood and painted a soft, almost peri...

At I-Spy.com we fancied ourselves better than the tabloids. A few newbies, unpaid interns mostly, liked to consider themselves journalists rather than bloggers, but even those of us who did not...

The feeling in my legs came back eventually, the spinning stopped, the nausea subsided. The apartment was quiet, but things were far from all right. The banging, when it finally came nearly a...

I double and triple checked the address, but no matter how many times I glanced down at the envelope in my hand, the building before me didn't change. Still the same dull brick. Still the same s...

“Color?” Lily looked up. The single word punctuated by a dim bimbo-esque bat of his eyes as his hands fiddled with a bottle of hot pink polish. He had already started to open it beca...

The eyes of the Virgin Mary scanned my naked body. Her face showed neither approval nor disapproval, just the taught lines of Oriental features and an expression swept away at least in part by ...

Jake smells lightly sticky-sweet. I'm told this is part of the disorder, that he occasionally smells fragrant ... it should be pleasing, but is ominous instead because you feel like it must cert...

So ... how do you date two guys at once? My mind had wandered through various combinations: Do we split up days? Do we everything together? How do we negotiate sleeping arrangements? If I bre...

The subway shot out of the black tunnel with a flash, tarnish orange and red metal panels glittering as we rolled to a stop. Lily rocked gently back and forth on his heels, his arm holding onto ...

“So....” Jake said. Hesitation curled the sound out slowly, his voice trying to wander off while we weren't paying attention. Every now and then he would shift and adjust some aspect...

Wind whooshing sounds swept around our train car. The click-click of tons of weight transferring over tiny inconsequential seams between tracks. The car rocked. The thigh muscle under my ear tw...

There were a couple of reasons why we were going out. The hunger had not gone away. It was almost overwhelmingly bad; just the scent of people triggering a deep gnawing need that frayed my nerv...

  I'm sure you don't think much about your blood. It's red. It's thick. It comes in four flavors: A, B, AB, and O. There are some bits of math with pluses and minuses that seem to ...

When I finally dragged myself back home the sun was up. The corporate mole rats were beginning to poke their heads out of the subway and crawl into the quiet city streets. Metal carts of bagels...

  His hand touched mine during the processional hymn. Hundreds of voices all around us made my silence feel deeper, like hole in the world where nothing inside could escape and nothing ou...

  “Are we famous now?” Lily whispered softly over my shoulder. Shorter hairs pulled loose from my ponytail brushed against his nose and he snorted quickly against my ear to pu...

  There's something about these very sophisticated adult parties that always makes me feel like an impostor. Even when I happen to be invited to them.   It was a really good turn ou...