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  • Pure

    Staring. Working furiously and staring. “Ease off. You’ve done enough.” I stop, I just stare. “Can you try to breathe? Please? This isn’t healthy.” I stare. “Your foot is bleeding.” I was already aware of that. He’s sitting in front of me, rubbing his temples. “You should be laughing, really.…

  • Saturday plans!

    “I saw that.” “What?” I don’t even turn around, instead staring straight ahead at the monitor. “What you wrote to Caitlin . . . about Saturday.” Eh, “It’s nothing. Did you see the part where I said I was going to be really nice to that woman who is so…

  • Lips

    I wasn’t sure that I’d know where to start, but I did. I ran my left hand across my lips and started to speak of the morning a week ago last Monday, of when I got the second of the inappropriate texts; the one that made me cry out, sent me into panic…

  • . . . and then there were none

    Pray for Kevin Doherty because the man’s assigned to meeeeeeeee! Yes, it’s true! Poor, poor man. The same drugs that keep me from putting rocks in my pockets and walking into the river are quelling my creative angst, but not killing it altogether. He’s going to have to have a…

  • Halloweenie

    I’m still learning. In fact, I’m still pretty young and naive when it comes to some of this social stuff. Last night, Halloween, I first delighted in doing Demon Spawn II’s, Ryan’s, Jake’s and Zach’s hair and makeup for Trick or Treating. I had been afraid that, since Lily is…

  • The Other

    He shifts his weight from his left to his right. “There are three,” he says to the Other. “Two just hang there, waiting, drooling: stray canines pining for a piece of flesh.” The Other looks out the window at the blowing snow; chunks of untouched white stuff breaking free and sliding…

  • Plaaaaaytime!

    There’s ever so much I should be doing, but I think instead I’ll sit here and prattle onward and play with my imaginary friends. I’m twisting back and forth in my chair, my head slightly tilted to the side. I can seeeee my reflection in the window and I look OK,…

  • Patti!

    Got a call from my auntie! Her voice was loud, yelling amid the chaos around her. “We’re taking off from the port in San Diego!” she screamed. “It’s beautiful! I just had to share it with you!” She was back in her element! I squealed with delight! So joyous she…

  • Grandpa Grandpa

    44 minutes and 30 seconds to Grandpa Grandpa!!! I’m so excited! “Then why are you grimacing,” oh, gads, didn’t see him pop up. “Pthththttttt! I have no idea,” I say. “Well, find an idea,” he presses. I sigh and sit back in my chair. 41 minutes, 47 seconds! Grandpa Grandpa, actually…

  • Oh the things I could say!

    I snap my phone shut after texting “I love you’s” back and forth to my little girl then shift back to my train of thought. It’s ironic (for real, I know the word is mostly misused). Our site’s biggest critic is pushing all this enlightened information and helpful criticism at me sourced by…