Resurrections and Exorcisms
I stuttered as a child. I had to take special classes pre-kindergarten. My speech therapist told my…
February 24, 2016-
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If Wishes were Greyhounds
Sometimes wishes come true. Saturday night at work I was outside in the corner smoking and I had…
February 23, 2016 -
It’s Not Your Fault
This is what I intended to write for today. Life happened and I posted yesterday. This is the worst…
February 21, 2016 -
Ashes to Ashes
Crushing? Yes. Crushed? Not yet. Wait for it. Once upon a time my finger hovered over the publish…
February 20, 2016 -
Spring to Come
Oh some days I do need saving. Not from any outside forces, just from myself. Yesterday was that day.…
February 18, 2016 -
Siren Song
I love that feeling when you hear a new piece of music for the first time and it is…
February 16, 2016 -
Blowing and Glowing
“You think it’s not magic that keeps you alive? Just because you understand the mechanics of how something works…
February 14, 2016 -
Friendly Giants and Falling Footwear
I want to shake this foreboding and anticipation of the alternate piece of footwear succumbing to gravity. Shoes…
February 12, 2016 -
Go Fuck Yourself
I threw out my sex toys when I moved. They had gone unused for quite some time before that.…
February 11, 2016 -
His
“There is nothing that I can do but belong to you.” Ben Taylor He called me his sexual…
February 10, 2016