'Sitting on the Dock of the Bay, Watching the Tide Roll Away' - Otis Reading I sit on the dock. My feet dangle in the water. They barely skim the surface. The tops of my feet are dry. I imagine I am able to stand on the water. Something, as a child, I swore to … Continue reading Sitting on the Dock
It’s All Arranged
Disclaimer: I have minimal knowledge of Indian culture (cultures), scant medical knowledge, and know about arranged marriages, only through the few friends, who are in arranged marriages, have told me. I hope I did the subject matter some justice. This piece contains sexual material. If you don't like it, or are a minor, don't read … Continue reading It’s All Arranged
