Here are two haikus I recently wrote for my sweetheart.

The way he says friend makes me smile, and warmth spreads in my belly. It fills me like a pecan pie straight from the oven.

Cooking Daal Makhani with Ritu. Namaste folks, and welcome to cooking with Ritu Anand. You may have seen Daal Makhani, hereinafter referred to as Waah, in an ethnic restaurant’s à la carte menu or presented in their buffet. The delicious taste may have created a curiosity within you. And you may have wanted to know ...

The Beige Woman, a color poem, is Adriana Philips' personal tale of living as a mixed-race woman. Can you love yourself in your own skin?

Casey stuck her tongue out in concentration, unwilling to take her eyes off the screen. A poke in her ribs had her recoiling from the touch, but she refused to give into Jonas’ distraction tactic.  “Keep your hands to yourself,” she told him.  As her character rounded a sharp corner on the race track, she ...

Recently divorced Anna Waite is learning to appreciate life after first love. With the support of her best friend Kira and a solid sense of humor, Anna tackles the world of dating. This is her coming-of-middle-age story. THE (NON) DATE WHERE I MOVE A COUCH I often ask myself, how did I get into this ...

A worry pokes the back of my brain, an inescapable anxiety that I wasted my best years on the ex-hole.

But through the storm everything stands still and I remember when.

Excuse me? I’ve been called a lot of names over the course of my forty years. But the words Christmas hussy have never been uttered.

I recognize him right away, his dark hair sprinkled with gray a perfect match to his profile picture. Which is a relief. Lots of guys post pictures from a decade ago, thirty pounds ago, or a couple of ex-wives ago. As if nobody would notice.