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Here Inside the Mirror

There comes an age when screwing up is not cute anymore. You know that, because people are constantly telling you. It’s not cute anymore,...

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Suicide and the Sensitive Heart: Why It Is Time for Us to be Vigilant

I go to a women’s gym five or six days a week, and always at 8 a.m. so that I can meet up with my buddies. We exercise our tongues as...

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Why I Won’t Spend $1 at Whole Foods

I would like to believe, that we are a country built on assured values. One value that most of us would hopefully agree on is that sexual...

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My Non-Television Mother and Me

Part 1 My mother is not a mother to me like a television mother. She’s more like a friend, a friend of a friend even. She’s the...

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A Soldier Died Today

Only the dead have seen the end of war. ―Plato Today I found out that a close friend’s nephew had died when I received an email with...

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One Day, the Pain May Be Useful to You

Useful. Now that’s a word I despise. Over the years, during numerous times of personal distress, I’ve heard the same, mundane,...

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Coming Home to Joy

When I tell my friends in Puerto Vallarta that I am returning to Minneapolis, they think I am crazy. “The weather changes here on October...

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BARK B*TCH

I think about renouncing my gender of woman often, even knowing it won’t change what’s happened to me already because of my womanhood.

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How the Dead want to be Remembered

When you remember me, picture me smiling. A grin of a thousand laughs Like sunshine on a Saturday. Remember how my laughter bounced off the...

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How to Lose All of Your Friends in 5 Minutes

So how does one lose all their friends in 5 minutes? Well, it’s not that hard actually. Just tell them the truth, that’s it.But please...

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I Promise

How do I tell you that you are beautiful? How do I tell you that it’s not your fault? That when I left your house I was plenty strong...

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Bullying

When I was a child about 3,000 years ago, there was always the school yard bully. We knew who he was or at times, who she was and we all...

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We All Bleed Red: Saving My Daughter from Suicide

Suicide entered my life kind of the way spring enters with the change of seasons, in like a lion out like a lamb. Its grip caught hold of...

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The Murder of Ashley Smith: Was it Negligent Homicide?

As a Canadian, I have always been extremely proud of the fact that we don’t have capital punishment. Our institutions feed their inmates...

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Adolescent Gloom

We sat over in the allotments that circled the playing fields; you got to them by climbing through a hole in the mental fence. Frequent...

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Rounding the Madness: My Depression and ECT

Squinting, I could see the clock on my cell phone. It had been daylight for hours now, and the bright sun shone in the white room making...

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Little Dave “Argue” 1997

a creative madness soaks my conscience pulsing emotion wets me up i panic with the breaking of the news i unsuccessfully reach back in time...

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Seven Shades of Sick

Now pay attention. The next sentence will be the most important words I write. I have loved being alive. I’d like you to pause and...

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