Confession Sunday

Confession Sunday: Bodily Dysfunctions

 

Confession Sunday

Some years ago I was in Washington, D.C. with my ex-wife touring all the museums and sights. At one point, she had to go to the bathroom, but there weren’t any restrooms in sight, and she couldn’t hold it in any longer. Before I knew it, my ex-wife was at the side of the building taking a pee on the White House lawn. She had courage.

Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

7 comments on “Confession Sunday: Bodily Dysfunctions

  1. if it was now and if she was caught in the act she could have sold it as a symbolic act and probably have hundreds of followers…

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