The counterpart to my tribute to the men in my life.

A gay man helps a battered wife, and their lives are changed forever.

An observation of my roommates.

Aditi was in the courtyard, collapsed on a mattress. She felt as if the odour of death was entering her nostrils and it was difficult to breathe. Perhaps, that odour of death would keep her soul poisoned for the rest of her life.

You better like my Journal! (But this one you probably won’t.)

I have a roommate who has stink hair. And they are always watching TV and I HATE TV.

Five easy steps to rid yourself of unwanted roommates.

What happens when your roommate asks you to lend him your favorite shirt…

Just a little humor regarding apartment life with some unusual roommates.

My senior year in college I lived in a two bedroom, one bathroom attic apartment with my two roommates and their boyfriends. I had absolutely no privacy, and felt like an outcast in my own space.