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Friends with Benefits
Last night I was hanging out with a bunch of gals ages about 20 to 60 (and yes, based on what I am about to say, using the term “gals” might be antiquated)… I was one of only 3 gals over 40. One of us in the upper ages was telling a story and was…
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A Him
He smelled like garlic and the Earth His hands were rough His touch gentle and tentative His thoughts intrigued me He made me laugh and think I loved to watch him with her His reverence for her The way he tenderly addressed her …especially when she was angry When he was not around, sometimes we…
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One of “them”
I was on a drive today and listening to my David Bowie station, and Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody” came on. I was catapulted back to middle school! I don’t know when it started but at some point I remember KNOWING I was different. I was too tall, my hair was too red, I was too good…
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No more
Sure I still lack the self esteem I wish I had. I have tons more than I used to. I used to NEED the approval of others to such an extent that I couldn’t have told you who I was or what I wanted if my life had depended on it. I was always being…
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Mac Tíre (Part 2)
Pronounced Moc Cheer-a. Irish for “Wolf”. Click here for Part 1 (I’d suggest reading them in order) The large grey wolf descended the rocks towards her: Their eyes locked on one another. Neither of them letting the other have the satisfaction of looking away. Inside her she was divided. Part of her wanted to run.…
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Soft and Squishy
Some of you may not realize this, but really, I am very soft and squishy on the inside. It’s very cliché of me, I know, but my hard candy shell is just the armor I need to protect my soft underbelly. I know that the armor is often unattractive and sometimes scary. Fortunately or unfortunately……
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Sex, Love and Relationships (Part 4): Forgiveness (Explicit)
First I dated Ryan. God he was beautiful. Tall, dark and brooding. He was highly intelligent and charming. It’s really too bad because he knew he was all these things. I say we dated. Mostly we got loaded and had sex. He had the best drugs. He came from money. One night while Ryan and…
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Snowflake
One of my favorite quips is “I’m a unique snowflake…just like everyone else.” Let me explain. I was about 12 or 13 (I’m assuming this age based on I was new to the terror of teenagedom and the fear of what others thought of me). My mom and my sister grabbed me for some errand…
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Sex, Love and Relationships (Part 3): My first (Explicit)
“Wanna Fuck?” he asked as he drove me home. “Sure” I responded. With my 14th birthday just weeks away I knew I was getting close to the wire. Carol or Michelle or someone had told me that their mom had told them that any girl who smoked cigarettes also had sex by the time they…
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Stillness
Take a breath Consider my heart. Not the physical heart but the one connected. Under the chatter Is stillness…
Claiming My Voice: From the darkness, the light emerges. 