Dear Mr. Mars, I’m not sure how this open letter concept works. And why, precisely, it is open. It goes against everything I know as a postal carrier’s daughter. Opening someone else’s letter is a felony! 18 USC Section 1702, Chapter 83 of Title 18 of the federal code—Obstruction of Correspondence. However, it seems that […]Read more "An Open Letter to Bruno Mars"
Hope we don’t have to sweep you up. You know, money comes from dust, from ground down paper like they’ve made you with folded tabs like paper dolls. Somewhere you know these wolves will grind your legs to dust. We learn it— girls get devoured if they don’t get old. Disappeared. Hag. Haggle. Wrinkle. Sold. […]Read more "Starlet Celebrity"
When I was nineteen, I didn’t have any gigantic teddy bears or rapey duet partners dressed as Beetlejuice. But the apartment did have a Target floor lamp. “Put on some stripper music!” I said. I mean, maybe I said that. I can only remember that night in movie snippets, probably imagined up from bits of […]Read more "I Love Lamp: Tales of Miley Deja Vu"