What I Was Wearing

Chapter 8 ...What I was wearing this British winter were sweaters over sweaters, ancient leggings and a pair of thick black socks. Technically, the socks belong to my wasband but for some reason they failed to leave when he did. As socks go, they’re warm, have kept their shape and are long enough to reach my knees although I tend to wear them bunched around my ankles, disco style. I don’t know what they’re made of – something synthetic that’s indestructible and crackles a lit

Chapter 7 … were jeans over tights, ice skates and a pair of woolly mittens. It was at a skating party, to celebrate the birthday of the...

Chapter 6 … was a sheet, nothing else. It was a hot, humid morning in August. Guy and I were in bed. We were lying side by side, not...

Chapter 5 … was a black summer dress, an actual new dress from a fancy boutique on the upper East side. This was in contrast to the limp...