The Weight of Water

“He kissed me underwater, and later, he told me that I was beautiful, even at 220 pounds.”
New York | July 2005 to August 2006 | By TIEGEN KOSIAK

Il Ne Savait Pas Que C’était Ma Première Fois

“It was strange, and much simpler than I expected, and larger than I expected, and painful and difficult, and not very seamless.”
Los Angeles, California | Summer of 2006 | By RACHEL JENDRZEJEWSKI

#2: Insouciance

“That summer, I got stoned a lot, took a much younger lover, ate decadently, and read dozens of novels.”
Boston, Massachusetts | Summer of 1994 | By S.A. MILLER

 
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Disability

“When I was 22 years old, I killed an 8-year-old kid in a car accident. After that, many things changed.”
Mid-1980s | Los Angeles, California | By ANNE GRAY

Give Peas a Chance

“I should have sent him home, but somehow, we got into a conversation, and I forgot that he was a half-naked stranger.”
1999 | San Diego, California | By SARA IRENE

My Online Boyfriend

“One day, out of sheer boredom, I got to looking up people from my past.”
Summer of 2007 | the cyberspace between Vermont and California | By ETHEL SLOCOMBE

Winning and Losing

“We lay naked on the couch, floor, bed, table, wherever is new and can’t judge our past actions.”
June 2007 | Lubbock, Texas | By C.P. McPHERSON

Don’t Forget Cole Porter

“He didn’t have any idea how he’d recognize the real thing if it ever crossed his path. Until he saw her. She said yes to dancing, and they swerved together like two ribbons unfurling, winding their collective long legs in natural accord.” | Years later, even after the doctors muttered the word “incurable,” he still remembered Cole Porter.
1930 | Berkeley, California | By KARIN STEFFEN

Stalking Nick

“I tried to stop, but I’m doing it again. I’m all about the search and destroy. Not so much on the destroy, but very big on the search. You can run, but you can’t hide. That’s my middle name.” | After 20 years, she doesn’t even know what Nick looks like anymore. But the search continues.
2007 | New York | By SCARLETT FEVER

Insouciance

“That summer, I got stoned a lot, took a much younger lover, ate decadently, and read dozens of novels. I spent the time backpedaling from adulthood. It was a summer of pure and unapologetic insouciance.” | Perhaps the bigger confession: It was also the first time in her 29 years she’d lived by her rules alone.
Summer of 1994 | Boston, Massachusetts | By S.A. MILLER