Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

He had a crush on one of the silhouettes in an iPod commercial.  He ‘d watch it online and pause it at the parts that featured her.  "I’m in lust with her," he said.  "I can’t help it.  She’s got…

It’s the title of one of the chapters in my new book MOOSE.  The Hate Diet.  It’s not about hating diets; it’s about a diet that worked because I hated.  Hate, not love, motivated me to lose weight.  In spite…

I just dropped you and Carol off at the airport.  We hugged.  Your eyes welled with tears, red.  “I love you so much,” I said.  I want so much for you to be with them all the time, every Sunday,…

I don’t know when periods come back after birth.  I have a feeling I’m PMS.  Because I have no other way to explain how fragile I feel right now.  It’s not normal.  I look at the people I love, and…

When I can’t sleep I try imagining myself stepping onto an escalator.  I watch each step collapse into the next and picture myself traveling down the steps, deeper into sleep.  This doesn’t really work all that well.  Here’s what does:…

I used to get offended when at an intimate moment, between lovers, over appetizers and wine, mine would toast with "cheers."  I guess I wanted it to be an opportunity for more to be said.  Some turn of phrase that…

I don't think I've showered in a few days.  I've been picking my scalp, then smelling my hands, then eating whatever I find under my nails.  I'm pretty nasty when it comes down to it.  I get into these grooves…

We’re in March now.  Lucas and Abigail were born in December.  My father still hasn’t been able to see them, not for lack of trying. This Friday he’ll finally meet the children of his first born.  He’ll cry.  I can…