tell me i can do this. i've done this before. i can do this.

yesterday was the hardest in a long time
will the police come
will they believe me
stupid bitch

it was the wildflowers, i think,
or the tide or sugar or
my childhood

two men living off the grid in alaska (Big Alaska: Modern-Day Pioneers ( Read more... )

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almost won, but it doesn't count.

and never does.

My dad lived in his childhood home across from our family cemetery in Missouri until he was 11 years old. They had electricity but not indoor plumbing. Saturday was bath day, and his parents would heat up the water on the stove. The girls went first in the hot water, and then the boys went according to their age, so by the time the bath water got ( Read more... )

Remember that one time I found a fellow teacher blithely recounting rape while traveling in another country on his blog? And he was talked to about making his blog private but not fired? Or arrested? He still teaches at that school and his blog is no longer private. His most recent post includes him fantasizing about murdering a girl he met on ( Read more... )

Someone has died.

I've seen cacti and terra cotta tiles in pictures, sure,

But now I don't know where I am. It's like an alien moon. Who are these people? Where is that last world?

in a different dimension it's dinner time and everyone turns the same page.