All Posts By Julie Anderson

The Beast

When the beast comes for me, sulphuric fumes slowly take over the neurons in my mind. A stealth creature, it’s prowess matched only...

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Algorithms Of The Heart

I have a healthy heart; it beats it pumps it has yet to let me down. I know that I am fortunate because of this. But then my heart broke....

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Born to Fly: The True Story About Women in the United States Air Force

MOST OF US have heard stories of World War II, passed down from relatives, read about in history books, or witnessed via documentary films....

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Spit It Out

I wish I could get rid of the taste, it is metallic and poisonous, like burnt pious self-righteousness, unpalatable. I want to wash and...

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Apathy

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

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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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Blow (A Love Story)

Your eyes, dark chocolate melted and mixed with sin. Impetuous daring, I slipped into the bucket seat. You said, Fasten your seatbelt, this...

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Vixen

Sex in her hair, panic in her heart eating away at subliminal cravings, standing before the gates of hell, thrashing wildly against the...

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Speedball

magic tricks glisten with tears wishing on faraway dreams dancing with angels of reality singing songs of redemption for only the deaf to...

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Bitches Brew

Her mind is confused. Her thoughts bubble up from unconscious literature, written in dreams. Her ideals, a compilation of conflicting...

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Sports Illustrated, Pubic Hair and Botox: My Full Frontal Battle With Aging

Sports Illustrated’s latest porn edition finds it’s way from the coffee table, to the bathroom, under the bed, stuffed in a...

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In Words

What I want to say, lingers in a dark tunnel, echoing off velvet black, syllables fading. What I want to say is stuck on the tip of my...

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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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Prison Blues

Mother Servant Concubine Lonely Dreamer Alive only by a whisper Useless, never enough. Stoic Listless Paranoid Bored Always a smile....

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47 Trips Around the Sun

One of the signs of passing youth is the birth of a sense of fellowship with other human beings as we take our place among them. -Virginia...

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My Misunderstood Vagina

This is the story of how my life changed when I discovered that my vagina is an entity unto itself. My personal experiences have lead me to...

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Why You Should Love Your Big Butt

January Flashback- Originally published January 2015 The other day I found myself working out next to a woman who was as tall as she was...

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Sex with Strangers

It was a dare, oh yes it was I was young crazy and in lust. You were dangerous. The right kind of madness had arrived just in time. We were...

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Last Prayer

It is an inconvenient time, swaddled tightly with life’s circumference. Enmeshed with an array of emotions, responsibilities. I am...

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Seductress of Sin

A heretic grin interlaced with longing. Ferocious need danced behind barren eyes. Her poise. Thunder clouds and electricity, lead me to...

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For Medicinal Purposes Only

You are so crazy. I can’t take it anymore. I will not have this kind of drama in my life. You are strange and unpredictable. Am I...

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Mustang

Tethered to madness she will not drink. Provoked, prodded and ridiculed she will not eat. Emotional blinders tightly strapped darken her...

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White Picket Fence

Material possessions are worth nothing. It is love and family that counts for everything. Before the after, I tried to have it all. Long...

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Dinner with Donald Trump

It was a chilly evening in NYC. My husband and I were invited to have dinner with my then”new agent” (one of many, indeed the...

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Let’s Pretend

Let’s remember our youth when the sun played magic tricks with the light when we knew bliss when we felt safe when we were innocent...

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Addicted

I need to score. It’s a release. Makes me feel free. Nah, this is nothing. Everyone does it, the new jam. A little bit of this, mixed...

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