My Life
Does the vague name make it sound more edgy?
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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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Who They Say I Am
Tomorrow marks the first day of October. It’s a new month, a new season, the perfect time for a fresh start. That being said, I thought it was the perfect time to reintroduce myself to, well, myself. Get a little “Hello my name is _____” sticker action. To do so I thought I would consult… Continue reading
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Ode to the Suck.
This is a poem about things I don’t like. It’s not about love or a trail you can hike. I’m diving in deep to the stuff that just sucks. Like spiders and 2 ton death wielding semi-trucks. I don’t know why I decided to rhyme Maybe I thought it’d add whimsy, turn a nickel to… Continue reading
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Jeffrey.
It was 2007 when I met the first love of my life. He was chiseled and grey and I did not see him coming. It was a hot September afternoon and I was out shopping with my family. My brother was long over the family outing and had requested that we grab lunch to refuel… Continue reading
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Birthdays.
When I was little, birthdays were all about the birthday presents. Well, to be more accurate, birthdays were all about the birthday cards atop the presents. I took great pride in opening the cards, sure that everyone needed to hear what each one said. In fact, I felt it was my civic duty to ensure… Continue reading
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The Juice Cleanse
Have you ever done something that is so sickeningly stereotypical of your hometown? Something that makes you sigh in frustration knowing that you are so conspicuously French or Icelandic or Floridian. Like if a Texan said, “Yee Haw!” or an English girl invited you over for tea and crumpets, or an Australian man was attractive.… Continue reading
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Their Weekend Away
This past weekend my parents went on a well-deserved vacation. My Grammie, my mom’s mom, has been living with us for a year now and her needs, combined with the nonstop schedule my family already maintains, has added a little bit of an edge in my household. There are good days and bad days, easier… Continue reading
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