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• yeah

  May 12, 2011

  “She let go" She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go. She let go of the fear. She let go of the judgments. She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go of the committee of indecision within her. She let go of all the…

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• Yoda

  May 8, 2011

  So this morning as I was reaching for a tampon, and I realized the packaging read "PRO-COMFORT." This made me wonder if there are ANTI-COMFORT tampon companies, who in their subversive ideology put...I don't know...thorns in their product? I should have know at this point that today wou...

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• Love Under Will Part 5

  April 28, 2011

  Lady Lazurus......... I wasn't convinced that recovery was possible. I suspected I might already be dead. It felt like somebody had shot a giant hole in my chest, but I wouldn't die.....why wouldn't I die? And if I wasn't dead, I was already forfit to God anyway, so why go on like a tal...

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• 04/26/2011

  April 25, 2011

  One addict helping another.... . Sadly, I don't remember her name anymore, but there was this nurse at Hazelden who checked me in for my 28 day stay. I remember her because she was dope fiend like me with eight years clean and she made it very clear that lying to her would be futile…

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• Love Under Will Part 3

  April 20, 2011

  twenty eight days away....... I think that's what kept me from getting help. I knew if I fessed up to being an addict/alcoholic I would be sent somewhere like Hazelden. I had this notion that my life wouldn't or couldn't run without me, and that if I wasn't there to oversee it, the sky would…

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• carnival

  April 20, 2011

  plunked down in pin-curls ok....more like flung she settled in the sawdust of run-riot disobedience eyes stitched like pockets on the hem of her dress the carnie is dead horses on poles, like escorts plead with her to respond              

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• Love Under Will Part 2

  April 12, 2011

  How many times had she bathed her self? Fed herself....put herself to bed.....did homework without help? How many times had she tried to wake me up......thinking I was dead?   After wrapping her in a towel and sending her off to find pajamas, I looked in the bathroom mirror and I knew one th...

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• pandora

  April 5, 2011

  I may have unlocked my brain. In my quest to re-learn the art of writing, I released some compulsive need to answer the oddest questions. Like what happened to transcendentalism? Did people just get tired of spelling it? And why did Milton use the word justify when Pope's use of the word, vindica...

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• Nature and Homer

  April 4, 2011

  flipping through pope's muse I came across your hand in the margins of my book a baby duck I hold it to my chest just one word Royalist's  

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