People who tell you their kids are perfect are big, fat liars.

People who tell you their kids are perfect are big, fat liars.
You never saw so many people excited about 7 inches.
I hobbled to the bathroom, pulled the trashcan in front of me and rest my cold, sweating head on the cool porcelain sink praying for it to be over soon.
If you told me yesterday I’d poop the bed today I wouldn’t have believed you.
Dear (Agent): In late 2020, a gentle, androgynous voice bloomed in my conscience. The days. Write it all down. Manuscript. If you knew my long history with this voice, you’d know why I paused. Words filled my headspace like expanding balloons, and I batted them away, defensive and confused. Manuscript? I had at least 3 …
Continue reading Dear (Agent): QUERY/ Shelf Life: My Pandemic Diary / MEMOIR / J. Kabay
In 1st grade, I got a zero on a math test. A ZERO. We were doing these things: 3 > 1 6<7 10>8 and I got every answer wrong. All 25 questions. Wrong. My teacher circled a big, red F at the top of the page and never readdressed it with me, which really, was …
My tiny dancer suddenly gave me jazz hands.
I don’t think she’s gonna make it. ---overheard. DAY ONE pain My name is Beryl. I am a lady chicken. And today is the worst day of my life. Yesterday I lived in the yard with Wanda, Missus Jenkins, and my twin sister Babs. Today I woke up in a bathtub, and I …
Have you ever heard a chicken in distress? It sounds like a newborn pig being clawed to death. Go ahead and imagine that for a sec. Got it? That's what I woke to 12 hours ago. It sounded like this: Heeeeeelll heeeeeellll squeeeeeeeeee I felt it in my guts. So my eyes popped open. Really. A very upsetting sound. …