Author Archives: mtromano

About mtromano

I am mtromano on almost every platform. Find me.

Evacuate the Dance Floor

A complete list of things I ate today because I was excited/nervous and later, waiting for the man I love: Two leftover Trader Joe’s phyllo pastries eaten while dripping from morning shower Two coffees with Trader Joe’s vanilla almond milk, … Continue reading

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It Gets Late Early Around Here

I’m sitting in a dark corner at a New Jersey Panera. Don’t ask me how I got here, but here I am. I decided to do NaNoWriMo this year, but I’m doing it my way. I’m writing every day and keeping a word count, … Continue reading

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The Things She Didn’t Cook

I’ve been cleaning out my guest room/library.  Donating about 500 books. Combining my cookbooks and my sister’s. Maybe one day I won’t know which was hers and which was mine. I also found her collection of pages torn out of … Continue reading

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But in my mind I’m havin’ a pretty good time with you

Four Thoughts, Disconnected In my mind, I’m quiet and watchful. Shy and careful about joining a conversation. In reality, I’m a little loud, with a big personality. I laugh boisterously and use my outside voice too much. I talk out … Continue reading

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The Summer List, 2015

Lists are short stories when I’m hopeful and memoirs when I’m being productive. My 2014 Summer List was optimistic and brimming with desire. Mostly assuaged. I found what I was hoping to find. There was sex, blood and tears, and weird food behaviors as I … Continue reading

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One of these things is not

I wore a black maxi dress to a Mad Men viewing party on Sunday. It’s fitted and booby, recently tailored and last worn during the early New York City and Michigan fall. That cool night in late September, we ate at a … Continue reading

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Our hearts are strong and our, our hearts are kind

Four Thoughts, Disconnected 1.) In case you’re worried, I did finish the 10 days of dresses, although imperfectly, as I do most things. I had to skip one day because I needed to climb in and out of ambulances with … Continue reading

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