A Few Good Men

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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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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Shelter

This is my muted voice. This is a language of my own choosing. The kind that pulls me away from people and erects walls in the vacuum of...

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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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Sent: Spewing Bullshit With Doublespeak

So you could say I know for sure. There has definitely never been a time like this. I’ve been all over every form of physically and...

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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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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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A Feminist Literary Canon

It no longer seems so farfetched that a central document of Western humanity, the Torah or Old Testament should have been led by a woman's...

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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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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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Little Nose

Little Nose All my pain and all my woes Go right up my little nose Now I am free, so unexposed But my friend, she stunts my growth And in...

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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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Dad, I Forgive You

Raise your hand. Who’s had a perfect childhood? Who has perfect parents? Who has the perfect family? Unfortunately, most of us...

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Being A Father

This entry is part 16 of 21 in the series: Bert's Eye View I’m fortunate enough to call myself Father to two kids. I’m sure at times,...

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Press Start

I don’t remember fighting over first player. I remember needing more controllers, quicker reflexes, a softer excitement /thicker...

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I Saw Myself Naked Today

I saw myself naked today. Like most people, I typically take a quick glance at myself in the mirror after my morning shower—with a towel...

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Seeking Full-Time Depression

I am seeking a confidant, a loser like me. My pre-requisites are simple. I desire a lack of ambition. I am looking for self-loathing. This...

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Do Not Read Until 2037: A Letter to my Future Self

Well, hello there old geezer! I hope you’re somewhat sane and still alive 20 years from now so you can fully absorb every word of this...

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Our Forever Flowers

fearsome orgasmic blooms in a jealous world deceptive fragility of steely petals and stems roots entwined with the hopes of childhood...

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7 Things That Will Help You Survive The Trump Era

As I am writing this, we are, as a nation, now well entrenched in the national nightmare and international embarrassment otherwise known as...

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Walk, Don’t Ride: A Sober Message From Prison

I didn’t have a problem. I did have a problem, but it wasn’t a bad one. Alright, it was bad. But… Okay, no buts, I was...

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You’re Hired! Welcome to the World of Live-Cam Modeling!

It’s not very often I have time to lounge around the house. Recently, however, my wife was out of town and I was privileged to enjoy an...

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My Non-Television Mother and Me: The Apology

Part 3 of a 3 part series. After interviewing my mother, reading through the archives of my memoirs, taking note of the dark memories that...

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Beyond the Finish Line

Keep walking, though there’s no place to get to. Don’t try to see through the distances. That’s not for human beings. Move within,...

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Under These Stars

under these stars life is hard pervasive illusions defeated demon delusions reappear and sear inferiority complex as I flex I resist and...

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