[Image Credit: Carol Rama, “Teletta”] Today, somewhere in February The only thing I’m sure of right now is that I have to write. Writing has always been my rope, the…
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I have a request I’d like to make. Only message me if you are serious about helping with this, I don’t need messages telling me I’m crazy or a sicko.…
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[Image Credit: Mira Dancy, “Don’t Bury Me”] I remember her breath quickening, holding her breast while she touched herself; I was too selfish to make love to her because I…
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Gray sheets, grime, chill of metal. Smell of ancient burned toast. What’s a home anyway? Outside, a nest fallen from the tree whose roots heave the sidewalk. Why doesn’t the…
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“Don’t go too far,” the woman at the Diamond Door Health Spa said as I tied my running shoes. “These things happen fast.” Oh, but it’s a sparkling day with…
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[Image Credit: Nicole Eisenman, “Guy Capitalist”] The price sticker was small, yellow, and rectangular, reading $1.99 in familiar, convenience store type. Ryan was mid-way through a PowerPoint presentation (Stock Control:…
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No one looked my way as I emerged from under the purple overhang past the sentinel row of queen palms to the deck of the posh seaside supper club where…
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I was minding my own business when the first crow attacked. It swooped down like a precision drone and clawed me right where my receding hairline begins. It wasn’t exactly…
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Trigger Warning: This piece contains physical abuse. The Dove found the first patch of land, conveniently located next to a gas station, hours into her flight, miles away…
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[Image Credit: Frank Wilbert Stokes, “Moonlight, Starlight, Atlantic Ocean, 1902,” oil on canvas, Smithsonian American Art Museum] Ed’s pickup truck crunched over gravel and driftwood. Leftover two-by-fours of milled lumber lurched…
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Image: “Self Portrait With Raised Bare Shoulder,” Egon Schiele Egon Schiele looked like a young Tom Waits staring out at me from the self-portrait. His demure posture belied a haughtiness that…
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I’m amazed, really, this bench don’t have a dip where my arse has pressed against it twice a day, seven days a week, for so many years now. Back when…
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