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Michelle’s legs were spread eagle 180 degrees while she sat with an easy-read book on the floor. “Are you a gymnast?” I asked. Her tiny little voice answered, “Yes, how do you know?” Robert read to me while we sat in the school hallway just outside his classroom. Ever since 1960, Sam I Am still doesn’t like Green Eggs and Ham! Syllable by syllable, Robert worked hard to...

Thank you, President Obama, for endorsing same-sex marriage this past week. You unleashed the souls of many, allowing them to love freely. Don announced to me, “I’m getting a divorce.” Don worked for the printing company that printed the bank’s employee newsletter, which I was editor of. In addition to our serious professional relationship we had a very fun, casual friendship....

It’s epidemic! Spreading in bedrooms, board rooms, and hotel rooms across the universe. Seductive. Delectable. Delirious. With curves and cuddles in all the right places. eHarmony and Match.com, you’ve got serious competition. “I barely have time for my wife anymore,” men are whispering. “It’s perfect because he does what I want when I want it,” women are...

Sadness weighs heavy in the hearts of millions of fans mourning the passing of disco icon Donna Summer. Although I parted with my silky smooth, wrinkle-free brown, black, blue, and red quiana wrap-around dance skirts decades ago, the memories have never faded. In the late 1970’s, innumerable hours were spent every Saturday night as the lovelorn, me included, jammed into...

You can’t judge a book by its cover, but sometimes you can’t get past the cover. There they were. Two plump canteloupes staring at me. And I was at the bank! When the teller moved her position, gravity was clearly conflicted. Swaaaaaaaay to the right. Swaaaaaaaay to the left. Swaaaaaay……wait, wait, we gotta do this together. I heard a voice from above them ask me a few...

My precious darling, miles may separate us but I hold you close here in my heart I can feel you, touch you, caress you, when I close my eyes You are real, it is not infatuation. I tremble at the sound of your voice, in anticipation You awaken feelings that have been hidden deep within for much too long No one else has ever made me feel this way Let it be tomorrow when we can be...