“What just happened?” The court-appointed lawyer repeated Jackie Summers words, then replied tersely. “You got f***ed.”
Jackie Summers, on how a few words at the end of a love affair can send one into a free fall.
Jackie Summers has a rousing middle-of-the-night romp that turns into his arch-enemy: Insomnia.
Jackie Summers was about to have a very good day and solve all the mysteries of the universe. Or so he thought.
Jackie Summers explains that no matter how much you hate President Obama, rooting for the home team to fail simply doesn’t make any sense.
Jackie Summers examines the way racism reproduces – and how well-meaning people feed the disease by denying their privilege.
Jackie Summers has identified the most troubling thing about racism these days: no one ever admits to being racist.
Jackie Summers, on letting go.
“You know that ringing in your ears? That ‘eeeeeeeeee’? That’s the sound of the ear cells dying, like their swan song. Once it’s gone you’ll never hear that frequency again. Enjoy it while it lasts.” ~ Children of Men
Jackie Summers remembers a past girlfriend who left indelible marks.
Jackie Summers presents a parable of seasonal change.
“The first rule about F*ck Club is: you don’t blog about F*ck Club.”
Lying in bed and trying to sleep it off isn’t exactly the best way to get over an ex…
As I clean my place, I realize that what I’m sweeping and wiping away used to be a part of me (literally).
We were on our last lap, so close to the finish line…
This woman was NOT just some stripper…