July 2011
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A New Form of Crazy
Went to my stylist yesterday with the intention of getting a trim and overall hair color. I’m trying to grow my hair long again, and since it was blonde a few months back, I need to get it recolored dark brown as it fades over time to something lighter. That was my intention, but I’ve been feeling a little crazy lately. Or maybe too normal, so that makes me crazy? I don’t know....
Jul 29th
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Inside
I crept inside long before I understood where I was. It was so ink black it could have been a forest on the night of a new moon or twenty feet below the sea. I curled up there. It was warm, for a minute. And, I was lost. Another’s heart always seems safe, for a time. But now I’ve been scaled, burned, broken, frozen out, and cracked down the center.
Jul 27th
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Jul 22nd
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Jul 21st
Angus and Julie Stone are helping me through a rough night. With a little Robyn and Damien Rice thrown in here and there. I’m so thankful to have music in my life.
Jul 21st
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Poem: Vicarious Thrills →
Sylvia sat in a plush leather chair, stuffing peaking out of its bottom right corner. How many souls have been poured out here? Sylvia nervously smoked a cigarette which she held between her thumb and forefinger, a habit from her marijuana days. She was telling her psychiatrist about a man she used to fuck. But the psychiatrist kept asking about her father. Sylvia didn’t want to see the...
Jul 19th
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Jul 18th
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Jul 17th
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A Warm Bed
Funny, that it never seemed this cold when you were around. Maybe it was and I just didn’t notice. Now the blankets give me frostbite, and the sheets are pale blue ice, so cold they’re almost damp, how is that? Not sure. The bed is now a coffin and I lay dead and motionless listening to the feet scuffle above me. Remember how we’d complain about the neighbors and wage lovemaking wars....
Jul 16th
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Jul 16th
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Jul 13th
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You’re something more than I ever wanted. That’s why I must let you go.
Jul 13th
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Jul 13th
Jul 8th
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Making the "C" obsolete.  →
Is this really true? This is crazy! Where does this leave us, Americans? We still haven’t adopted the metric system. So, you know we are never going to play by these rules. The European Union commissioners have announced that agreement has been reached to adopt English as the preferred language for European communications, rather than German, which was the other possibility. As part of the...
Jul 8th
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Jul 7th
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Secrect
He asked, What is it that you worry about? I replied, quietly, Leaving you. He responded, How silly. I would never leave you. I could not reply, That isn’t what I said.
Jul 6th
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Elle In Process: Broken Mirrors →
Tonight, he said, I threw out your broken mirrors. I was in the other room, a fan was blowing. It’s hot these days. There might have been a TV on. I asked him to repeat. I threw out your broken mirrors, he said, again. Where there should have been a thank you, there was, instead, a sense of loss. But I find this silly. There is no value in broken mirrors. It’s like I was saving up all of my bad...
Jul 3rd
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Broken Mirrors
Tonight, he said, I threw out your broken mirrors. I was in the other room, a fan was blowing. It’s hot these days. There might have been a TV on. I asked him to repeat. I threw out your broken mirrors, he said, again. Where there should have been a thank you, there was, instead, a sense of loss. But I find this silly. There is no value in broken mirrors. It’s like I was saving up all...
Jul 3rd
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