Monthly Archives: April 2014

confessions of secrets told and mystery lingerie

confession: in another life i am a mythologist and in a life parallel to that one, i am the creator of a new mythology never before known to the world that instantly becomes ancient and universal the moment i write … Continue reading

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see past the panties

 the ones i’d like to read these next few paragraphs will never read them. they have no reason to read what i write because they’ve already sewn up their judgments against me. i don’t care if you see my panties … Continue reading

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lit up

i didn’t leave the apartment yesterday until dark when i went for a run. while the sun was out i stayed inside without wearing clothes, goldilocking my way among three beds in three bedrooms, reading three books, writing three letters. … Continue reading

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confessions of not hooking up

confession: i’m there to dance, not hook up. most of us are there to dance, not hook up. most everyone knows that, except the ones trying to hook up. confession: i offered to buy him a drink. he said that … Continue reading

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failure to enlighten

along my journey toward enlightenment, i strive to give up body identification (and all ego-related identifications). i genuinely intend to release body identification and i generally fail. what follows is a transcript of last night’s example typifying  my enlightenment failure. … Continue reading

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a failed attempt at sulking

my friend d and i have unknowingly texted each other at the exactly right moment, the most needed moment, the grace point. she texted with me back and forth for half an hour late last night, opening with an invitation … Continue reading

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sidewalk confessions

confession: i had a moment of clarity standing next to my car at 2:30am with a friend last night. he listened while i searched for words to sort out what i feel. i’m grateful for friends who will stand on … Continue reading

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