Category Archives: crossing boundaries

Part 2, Hurt Comes

Posted on February 3, 2013 by

Fuck me. I’m ovulating and feeling superhero-bitch, so here’s my big bird, my middle finger saying fuck you mofo to my inner dialogue, the diary of a sketchy mom. My uterus is angered and swollen, I’m hard-up for arrogance and … Continue reading →

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Pin-Pals

Posted on October 4, 2012 by

Has something ever happened to you that left you feeling raw, dirty, unsettled and taken advantage of? Have you ever had an ever so slight, if only a vague whisper of a suspicion that you ignored until it was too … Continue reading →

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The Squeeze Of The Circus

Posted on July 6, 2012 by

The kitchen smokes with the smells of burnt crust and a day old French fry left behind. I’m fanning the over-zealous-the way small space smoke detectors behave- unit mounted four feet above my head with a linen napkin, kids jumping … Continue reading →

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Part 2, All Goes Away, Except Change

Posted on April 9, 2012 by

All Goes Away Part 2 Except Change My mother and I moved to our forth or fifth apartments on the nearby road when I was four or five. The apartments are still there though they and many things around them … Continue reading →

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All Goes Away

Posted on March 29, 2012 by

Change is difficult, but necessary, it’s interesting, and confusing. It’s neither good nor bad, it is a requirement for growth. Modification makes room for new things, events and people in my life. It’s something I can count on happening: alteration, … Continue reading →

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I’m “Hole”

Posted on January 23, 2012 by

I  joke, and bitch about being raised by a drug addict, lobotomy candidate, born again Christian–at times-Mother. As expected with any “chemically imbalanced individual,” she also went through plenty of other “fun”phases as well. These numerous, and entertaining aspects of … Continue reading →

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The Gift

Posted on January 13, 2012 by

“Take this overcoat of shame, it never did belong to me.” Annie Lenox The lightening struck, my eyes were closed yet pierced by a bold, electrifying light. I felt the residue of color, if that’s possible, on the center of … Continue reading →

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Riding For Pleasure

Posted on January 9, 2012 by

Someone said, “I feel a slight stirring going on inside. Saying it out-loud helps me get to the bottom of it.” I’ve heard others say, “I’m just checking in with myself.” I try staying in touch with myself  before boiling … Continue reading →

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Speech Is Painful

Posted on January 6, 2012 by

I’ve spent 20 painful hours writing a speech for someone. Although I’m getting paid to do it, it’s kicking my ass. Why does something you love become something you loathe when it becomes, “Work?” I miss the crass corners of … Continue reading →

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Calling My Shit, And Other Forms Of Communications

Posted on January 5, 2012 by

Look, I’ll admit it, I’m not as brilliant as you all, and luckily, I’m not here to teach you how to build anything. (Are you kidding me? That would be frightening.) However, what I can do is provide some guidance … Continue reading →

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