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The room was filled with tattoos, dreds, torn clothing, and stiletto boots.Lotta confusion.Lotta tectonic plate shifting going on.A California Kid mum..
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She was into Goth and bloodplay,walked around in black T-shirtsthat said “Wholesale S**t,”admitted to having a jones forthe Osmonds,never ..
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At night I hear the taunting, haunting
voices shouting in my sleep.
I am atrophying, paralyzed.
I think of the inquiring Hamlet,
t..
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A friend of Ernest Hemingway said he was frozen in adolescence. Hemingway retorted, "Perhaps adolescence is not such a bad place to be frozen." Speak..
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I was in Penn Station waiting for the train to take me to New Haven… I was sitting alone, away from the crowd, reading something by John Paul S..
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I will forever remember that cold morning.I’d just returned from traveling cross-country in a beat-up Chevy on a month-long road trip in a quest..
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Meanwhile, Dr. Feel Alright was examining my neurosis.“I’ve been looking at a lot of internet porn lately,” I said.“I thought ..
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I feel the tears behind the curtains of my
eyes
waiting in the wings for their grand entrance,
waiting for their cue,
waiting for the ac..
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I’m standing on the corner, trying to score something to help me see the gods.My mobile rings, and I look at the caller ID and see it’s th..
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She was twenty-nine or thirty. One of those women who’d get angry with you if you bought her a gift with a chord attached to it. Who treated a m..
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