Monthly Archives: April 2016

Coffee

He sits at the table, quietly smoking a cigarette. The walls are drenched in poorly painted murals, like a menagerie of fifteen year olds with all whim and no talent were given free reign over the coffee shops interior. No … Continue reading

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Requiescat in Pace

This is an old story, with an older style. I share it with trepidation, but with the understanding that my dog will always be awesome. ——- I don’t place much trust in people. They’re good for bouts of conversation, but … Continue reading

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Sugar, Spice, and Insulin

It’s only the third of January and I’m already waiting for a new year, some sort of arbitrary clean slate to make things new. I brace myself against a guard rail and watch the slow stream of people enter the … Continue reading

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Stickers

Looking at the things I carry with me on a day-to-day basis, most of them contain stickers of one variety or another. My insulin kit is adorned with massive square stickers of both Ironman and The Hulk by my nephew … Continue reading

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Perfect

I want it to be perfect. I want you to read it and want me in the way same way I drag myself in circles to try and forget about you. I want it to make you cry. I want … Continue reading

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Somewhere Along the Way the Muse Died

During college I had a pretty specific ritual. It wasn’t unique, nor particularly interesting, but as is most important with rituals it accomplished something. During the required months I would throw myself into my school work, engage with its ideas, chew … Continue reading

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Have and Have-Nots

During the summer it was always easy to find food. It was everywhere, a call back to the habits of nature and ritual that kept their bellies full and their hearts focused on things greater than simple survival. But summer … Continue reading

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