My Life
Does the vague name make it sound more edgy?
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Take Me Home
“I’m all out of patience, I don’t want to play this game with you anymore.” “I’m not playing any game, I’m telling you the truth. I’m trying to help you.” “Well then, just take me home.” “We are home.” My family and I moved into a house on my maternal grandparents’ property the summer before… Continue reading
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Debt & Doubt & The Blue Wall
When I was little I used to play tag with my cousins. First, we would rock paper scissors to see who was “it,” then we would name the parameters of the playing field, including the safe zone. In this space—which was usually the blue wall next to our back door—you were not allowed to be… Continue reading
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A Lactose Free Poem for Your Birthday.
Today is my sister’s birthday And as a result, the poems be flowin’. This one is for you Shortstack. . Natalee my Natalee, I hope you like this rhyme from me You’re used to them by now I’d think So enjoy this one and down a drink Not too many though because I don’t like… Continue reading
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Driver’s Ed (featuring Hot Dogs)
My brother is turning 17 this year (cue the forehead sweat and the urge to cry.) He has also just started Driver’s Ed. (Cue the nausea and urge to say YIKES) When he turned 15, he proudly announced he was 6 months away from being eligible to get his Learner’s Permit. “5 months.” “4 months.”… Continue reading
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My Tattoo
As some of you may know, I hiked Mt. Whitney this past August with a group of my family and friends. It was easily one of the most gratifying and inspiring experiences I’ve ever had. I honestly did not believe it was anything I could ever do. My dad had run the idea by my… Continue reading
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The Day With the Quesadilla
Last Saturday I ate a quesadilla in bed. The trek to the kitchen to microwave it had been hard enough; I couldn’t imagine sitting upright at the table to consume it. So I sludged back to the dark hole that was my bedroom, slipped under the covers and dove into the melted cheese. I didn’t… Continue reading
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Human Soup
California is in a drought, and as of 5 o’clock tonight, so is my water heater. After arriving home late last night, the decision to put my body in a shower or a bed was quite simple. So, I lay my head on my striped pillow, and dreamt about winning the Daytona 500. Today, amongst… Continue reading
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