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Arsonist

I see a corridor and I see it with all its edges. I throw a burning ember on the wooden floor and the mustard wallpaper suddenly shudders;...

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Laughing with the Sinners: My Life as a Jehovah’s Witness

By the world’s standards, I was a good kid: I didn’t smoke, I didn’t drink, I didn’t do drugs, and I didn’t get into trouble with...

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West Of The Deuce

The town was Show Low named for a poker hand way up in the White Mountains of wild western Arizona how very ironic we met in a poker...

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Still Waters

there is so much beauty and so little time which makes me tearfully treasure the breath of life and your sun kissed shoulders and...

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It’s JUST a Measurement

If we allow the weight of that emotional baggage to tie us to that measurement, then it can do damage, then it means something, then it can...

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Apathy

Turning in on itself, turning out reflecting images of men, transforming into disgust.

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Faggot

The raw emotions continue to be painful. I’m still spazzing. I’m still distraught. I’m still frantic and furious. I’m working hard...

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I Was a Fearless Little Girl

I’ll never know if my mother thought that she might have had a cross dressing pre-teen son, or maybe she just thought that I was just a...

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Never Heard From You Again

Once he was gone... once my world came to a screeching HALT... you were gone with everyone else - and it was silent.

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Becoming Violet

There is a number, a precise hour, minute, second between the sun's revolving door and the moon's sparkly shine when the world grows quiet...

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Isn’t That What Friends Are For?

Decades ago, when I was in elementary school, I did have a few genuine friends. However, the so-called cool kids swiftly kicked us to the...

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The Wonders of You

for my part I don't deserve you but yet you believed in me before I believed in myself and on one trembling knee I am humbled by your...

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1922

She said she never had boyfriends. But she also said something about a tulip growing in her garden of daisies – some unplanned...

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Forever In Neverland

I am sorry. I am sorry that you held on to faith, I am not a believer, I have no allegiance other than the one forged by pain, with...

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My Father’s Advocate: Aging Parents and the Impact of Positive Medical Planning

“What I’m saying is, you could drop dead at any moment.” Blunt, direct and impatient, my father’s cardiologist meant what he said....

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KITTYGATE: A True Crime Story

THE CRIME It all began on a warm autumn day. Summer stays around for a long time here in Arizona, and it was over 90 degrees before noon...

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Day 225: Sequoia Sempervirens

As I stand at the base of “The Giant,” a near three-hundred footer, I can think of nothing but our girls. How they swam to us against...

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A New York City Love Story

Hindsight is not 20/20. Hindsight is God allowing you to never forget what you or someone else massacred.

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Dreaming of an Independence Day for Her

her liberty to love herself her liberty to have a choice when it comes to her body her liberty to age

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Home is Where The Heart Lives

Home is where the heart lives and breezes through you.

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I’m A Testosterone Novice

It’s not a secret anymore. Women make me nervous. On any given day, it would be easier for me to jump naked into a pit of venomous...

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Lost In Translation

I am heavy with the weight of the world, a ghost of the girl I used to be. Where is she? The one with the feet that skimmed the ground. I...

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How Can I Feel?

Every edge that I jump from; every memory that I try to bury within the freckled folds of my unkempt bedsheets; every word that I take back...

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Online Dating Insider: Single Mom Seeking Romance

The world of dating it always seemed too complicated for me. How do you keep things casual when it’s time to move things forward? In my...

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He Was A Man Of Few Words

I was in Target today and purposely ignored the huge display of Father’s Day cards. These days they seem to appear right after...

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What I Fear The Most

what I fear the most is not this spinning inexorable world perpetually casting shadows and monsters or even my own inevitable fleshy demise...

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