Monthly Archives: September 2014

cautious confessions

confession: before i sent the email, i deleted the curse words from the first draft. confession: it had been a few weeks since i’d seen him and the first thing i told him was the truth that i hadn’t admitted … Continue reading

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dancing on the bar

she bought the wedding dress with silk covered buttons all the way down the back, exactly like i’ve always wanted and never had, which started me thinking about other things in life i’ve always wanted and never had. because life … Continue reading

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chickenshit confessions

confession: i never know what i’m going to write. no matter what i’m writing or to whom, i don’t know what thoughts will form into words through ink onto the page. which makes writing an adventure. love letters are especially … Continue reading

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being with you

i stayed up all night, which happens every week but usually not on purpose but because i couldn’t sleep. last night i stayed up reading and watching lightning and listening to rain and writing a love letter in my head … Continue reading

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snaggle-tooth at therapy

script from yesterday’s therapy appointment: her: how are things? me: i’ve been having disturbing dreams. not nightmares, but disturbing dreams. the difference being that i can go to back to sleep after a disturbing dream. after a nightmare i can’t … Continue reading

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sweeping up the dust

i was in sixth grade when i discovered tina turner. i saw her performing “i can’t stand the rain” on a late night talk show while spending a friday night at my best friend’s house. (sidebar:  i was already eating … Continue reading

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confessions colored by pms

confession: due to the copious hallucinogens i’ve ingested in my lifetime, flashbacks are a common occurrence in my daily life. certain songs, smells, places, and people can trigger a flashback for me. on sunday afternoon in my car i discovered that … Continue reading

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