Group Torture

When I was in rehab, I detested group therapy. Partly because I have never been good at listening to other people talk about pain when it is so ‘obvious’ what that person could or should have done – and then those that simply like the attention so the waterworks come on instantly…  and also because … More Group Torture

Genetic Malfunction

There are people in my world who love and adore me regardless of my crazy that I don’t always keep tucked in. I love them and am grateful for them. But there are occasions where I see the facial expression on the person I am interacting with (loved one or stranger) where they fail to … More Genetic Malfunction

Written in Stone

My route was etched into the sides of pyramids, before the stars aligned. Before you. Before her. Before him. Before I raced into the dark with only a pack of cigarettes and a half empty lighter. Red. It’s always red. My course was flowing through my veins before the gods picked my name, and my … More Written in Stone

# 129

Wind in my neck, like a limp doll that has lost it’s comeliness. Straighten my skirt, and dust off the grubby prints left by the men that knew I had no money. No money for the inhale. Even less for the exhale. Comb my lashes, even on the one half open eye, and redo the … More # 129

The “Unsecret” Dialogue Chronicles _ Series II _ Part 2

Part One here. S started to giggle, while prying J’s fingers from her shirt. The lisp was proving to be funny, even if the situation wasn’t. S:   Babe…   if you can say “SuperCalaFragilisticExpialadocious” I will gladly yank that tooth out for you. J:   That’th not pfuckin ppphunny. Phick you..  *wince* S:   It is. But … More The “Unsecret” Dialogue Chronicles _ Series II _ Part 2


This is one of those topics I think about a fair amount – but I am unsure of how to write my collected thoughts down in a way that will make sense to anyone else. My thoughts are a mixture of memories, emotions and things I have watched and read. But I am going to … More Bullshit