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My Life With Morley
We have a complicated relationship, Morley and I. Sometimes things are ok and I rather enjoy the whispers or musings, but more often than not I am terrified of what he asks me to do. My relationship...
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The Teacups
They’re small, like something you’d take an oversized shot out of. In reality, they’re small teacups, but when you’re an addict, you think of things in cocktail sizes – plus, they have “booze,”...
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Back In The World Again
I never think I’m going to wake up again, but, sure enough, I do. I open my eyes and I’m excited to see that same crack in the plaster above me. M says he’ll fix it soon but I almost hope he doesn’t;...
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God Or Something Like It
I was on fire. At least, I pretended to be. It was easier this way; to imagine the pain I felt was my flesh melting down, exposing raw bone, than to acknowledge what was the boys were doing to me. It...
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Is It Spring Yet?
It doesn’t exist anymore, but it was called ‘The Den.’ Hidden above an easy-to-forget diner, and nestled between Johns Hopkins Student Housing, ‘The Den,’ is one of those places a high schooler can...
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Dear Lucy
Dear Lucy, I wish you didn’t fart so much/ I wish you didn’t pant/ I wish you didn’t lick my knees/ Or chew bones atop my pants/ You dribble and drool/ You grin like a fool/ You really just have no...
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Better If You Stay
It’s like you feel hopeless and then bam, you go to a meeting and your mom is there with you, and she gets to watch you walk up to claim your chip. The chip is small but has big meaning; you work the...
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The Not So Funny Truth
Cocaine never really did anything for me since my psychopharmacologist had been pumping me full of Adderall for years, but I knew exactly what Big Mike was talking about when he referred to it as...
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Moving Day
My past two weekends have been nothing short of allegorical. Packing up all the pieces of myself and separating them into two piles: ‘take,’ and ‘toss,’ to have it all come down to today. Moving day....
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Letting the Cables Sleep
So last night I’m at BUSH at the Fillmore Silver Spring, and I’m enjoying the music, reliving the 90’s, you know – and Gavin Rossdale gets ready to do a song alone. But before he plays, he speaks: “I...
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My Life With Morley
We have a complicated relationship, Morley and I. Sometimes things are ok and I rather enjoy the whispers or musings, but more often than not I am terrified of what he asks me to do. My relationship...
View ArticleClik here to view.
The Teacups
They’re small, like something you’d take an oversized shot out of. In reality, they’re small teacups, but when you’re an addict, you think of things in cocktail sizes – plus, they have “booze,”...
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Back In The World Again
I never think I’m going to wake up again, but, sure enough, I do. I open my eyes and I’m excited to see that same crack in the plaster above me. M says he’ll fix it soon but I almost hope he doesn’t;...
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God Or Something Like It
I was on fire. At least, I pretended to be. It was easier this way; to imagine the pain I felt was my flesh melting down, exposing raw bone, than to acknowledge what was the boys were doing to me. It...
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