Monthly Archives: April 2012

Call It Courage

I don’t remember the details anymore. A boy was kicked off his island for cowardice and forced to sail away in a canoe with his weird little dog. The dog was missing a leg or something. I’m pretty sure. The boy had a knife. And … Read more

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Golem

We were talking about emotional affairs with exes yesterday, about how they can exist whether or not they’re reciprocated, about how they can be entirely one-sided. And then I realized we were talking about golems. About fabricating a stand-in. I created this thing as a … Read more

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Go Fish

The kid has his first school play tomorrow evening. Initially he was bummed not to have a speaking part, but now he seems grateful to have less stress and more pleasure about his big performance. It’s a musical, and the kids who don’t have speaking … Read more

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Take Heart

Little kids in KKK robes. It’s hard sometimes to live in this world and not be discouraged. It’s hard to see hope when we have states legislating creationism. Sometimes it seems the crazy has spilled and we’ll never get it cleaned up. Some people are … Read more

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The problem with shiny

I used to have a shiny problem. It felt like tragedy to deny myself the opportunity to experience something. Or someone. I like people. I like their curious brains. I like being praised. I didn’t mean to collect acolytes, but that’s what I did. And … Read more

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Untitled

When I was 17, I was outed at my school. Sort of. Someone told girls I played basketball with. And, instead of confronting me, they decided to terrorize my friends. And then they’d send messages, “Tell Jill —”

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Vanilla

Yesterday, to my great delight, I read numerous articles debating whether or not spanking was mainstream. And, if it is, what that means for feminism. This is just so American, isn’t it? Two months ago we’re embroiled in a Congressional showdown over birth control; every … Read more

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You are responsible for the entire world

Kids have guilt complexes. I worried when my candy wasn’t evenly distributed. Starbursts always had one more orange and red than lemon and strawberry. It was some kind of conspiracy probably. I had to count them out and squish pieces together so that no one … Read more

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And there I was, holding the Virgin Mary

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The notorious nearly anniversary

I want my anniversary to be on the 7th of each month. For whatever reason, that’s the way I remember it. Month after month, I celebrate on the 7th, and present a smiling girl with a present or whatever and then she says, “Our anniversary … Read more

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