A lot of us confuse love and lust. I tend to think men do that more often than women. All my aware life, I have been hearing about how men distinguish sex from love but women equate the two. Real life shows the contrary. True, at least in our early…
When we talkThe words are like well-worn pathson the grasslands of ideasAnd if you or I should suddenly run acrossthe lush grasses that no feet have worn a path in,The other would be sure to follow. When we talkEver so often, I find myself floating in air, as I do…
Yesterday I was thinking about snobbery. I sometimes tell people, “Some women are snobbish about looks, some about money…Me? I’m an intelligence-snob.” What that translates into, my dear men, (the women never need to have things explained in simplistic terms!) is what traits we consider the ‘differentiating factor’ between us…
Met an old childhood pal this weekend. A female friend.Looked in at a sale, saw the prices and raised serious doubts about the shop’s touch with realityEnacted a little charade to get another counter to exchange a lipstick that she changed her mind aboutBrowsed a bookshop and giggled over the…
The Superwoman origin story:
I am the only kid on the tree in pigtails
I am the daughter who will one day be the ‘man of the house’
A brooding player. A sensitive charmer. We are running parallel monologues.
