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• The Recovered Nutjob.

  April 19, 2021

  I'm medicated. I'm now a happy, patient, goal-achieving, healthy person who cannot write a goddamn thing. I wonder if I was a better conversationalist when I was crazy: (I was a people-pleaser back then.) I anticipated every word and, in turn, had perfect compliments and antidotes at the ready. B...

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• Today’s To do List.

  April 15, 2021

    Coffee poured- I attended the queue. Write about how you're tired of people judging your need for feedback. Done. Write an imaginary letter to air your frustrations. meh. Final edits with better dialogue. lunch!

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• Just call me Don.

  April 15, 2021

  Dear Professor, Answer my email. Stop whining about how busy you are. Everyone is on the same hurried journey - your lack of time management skills (and medication) is no more my concern, then any excuse I could write- about some upcoming project being late. (I would never be late) Get up earlier...

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• Novel Break

  April 13, 2021

  Passive tones. Mechanical. A sweating glass sat next to me as I typed. The dialogue says, "You should work on your novel instead of typing rambling poems that no one reads." The author rolled her eyes and confidently replied, "I do what I want." Pulling up word and settling in her chair, the auth...

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• Blood Quill Exchange

  December 2, 2013

   "I need a red pen today." "You want to write... in red pen?" "Yes, why do you say it like that?" "It just seems, well... like you're trying to say you want to write in blood - and since you can't, you will settle for red pen." "Uh... huh?" &...

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• Risk

  May 9, 2006

  I am an my own enemy army- Chartering a legion to make your lands my own, A puzzle that I play to eliminate my own soul: My words are powerful riffles, A corrupt system that uses amnesia to silence her people. You are my Savior, Who once was my destroyer. I am the devil who…

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• gale

  April 5, 2006

  I'm spiraled a twirly mess pinned up high- wind spinning me round- hair flying bout. mind over matter, I'll twirl away-    

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• Ed

  April 5, 2006

  It was last August, when on a whim I snapped the shot, immortalizing a look of love from your eyes to my lense. 8 months later - you've used that shot on a personal ad, never once disclosing that your look, was meant for me and me alone.(Eye opener.... move along lil doggie.)  

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• 3/25/06

  March 24, 2006

  I kept one hand on the dashboard. You wove in and out and I sat prepared. Your Mother wept when we crashed, shards ripped my soul to pieces, your face and smile still stand tightly. lights dim, I close my eyes- All I need are your arms, my hunger aches to be yours again. The…

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