Sondra Primeaux·Apr 3, 2020A Sense of UrgencyI was forty-five years old when I quit drinking alcohol. I’d slammed myself against the proverbial wall so many times, year after year…
Sondra Primeaux·Aug 5, 2018The Presence of HeatWhen he was a smaller boy, under two feet in length, I’d always say, “He would crawl back inside of my womb if he could.” The way he would…
Sondra Primeaux·Sep 15, 2017The Womb TemperatureI’ve only ever had one office job in my life. I was in my twenties and I worked there for exactly one year. Before that and after, I only…
Sondra Primeaux·Oct 8, 2016Neon MoonThere was a dance everyone did in the clubs in 1988 and my friend Maeve had it down. You would sort of awkwardly tumble forward then hop…
Sondra Primeaux·Sep 15, 2016When Things Keep Falling ApartIt was supposed to work. This trip was supposed to fix us. I do remember this. But the rest of that year? It’s like trying to remember the…
Sondra Primeaux·Sep 2, 2016Dirt NapWhen the familiar warm sunshine hit my face, I wanted to enjoy it for a moment before opening my eyes. I waited for a kiss from my…
Sondra Primeaux·Aug 22, 2016The Venus of RegretHe was delicious right after a shower. Sitting cross-legged and naked on my beige carpet, I could have just eaten him whole. Instead, I…
