Author Archives: German Jones

Today was a good day. We are in bed laughing. Nicki is snoring between my legs. I said I was going to write. Usually this is difficult so I’m just going to stick to simple declarative sentences. As much truth … Continue reading →

Intermingled limbs rest on a Sunday morning. Our dog stretches and readjusts. There is no space between us. Bodies wrapped together in white sheets, interred as one. How many of our days begin this way? How many hours spent intertwined … Continue reading →

Whenever we are engaged in conversation, why is it you don’t express any curiosity about me or my life? This past weekend during your visit to the city I intentionally mentioned details about my current situation that I would have … Continue reading →

As it turns out my life has improved considerably. In the months since we’ve seen one another none of my circumstances have changed, yet everything feels increasingly cozier. I attribute this to a very rigorous habit of calm self-reflection. I’ve … Continue reading →

I was actually shocked (but not surprised) to see I didn’t write here at all in the year 2019. I am sure I’ll miss some things but that year included a few trips to rehab, my “best friend” disappearing from … Continue reading →

You’re sitting in silence and you wonder if you actually exist….

I’ve begun to take steps to liberate myself. Today I took care to clean up my body. In preparation. But I realized that the small, intimate details are not enough. Sitting alone will only cause me to reflect and worry. … Continue reading →

I feel like I’ve just been reintroduced to myself. Lately (which probably means for the past few years) I’ve been trapped under a rain cloud of insecurity and rejection. I allowed my husband to be my only gauge for my … Continue reading →