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I remember …
I had a conversation recently with someone. We were discussing how we consciously chose “other blackness.” I don’t know what to call it. Other blackness seems stupid, but maybe you’ve got a better term for it.

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the fisher king

me and my pen
being a writer, i am a pen-aholic. i am very selective about my writing implements and like to keep my favorites with me.
for awhile, i was buying those pilot pens and feeding them paper regularly, despite my predilection for bending the nib to some weird angle. then they started disappearing. one right [...]

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The more steps I take to manifesting my goals, the more I let go of people, places and things not in line with those goals. Actually, it’s less people, places and things than it is my attitudes and behaviors towards people, places and things that I’m letting go of.
Specifically, there is a woman at the [...]

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please stop screaming

for the longest time, i’ve had the most painful waking nightmare. i called it “the screaming.” seemingly out of the blue, this unbidden sensation would overtake me. i always felt concerned about describing it, because i always thought of it as crazy.
inner scream
there is the pain of cutting yourself, for example, and then the pain [...]

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freedom is security

Something Happened.
Running Scared
There was a woman at the shelter I was staying in who was telling me about some really crazy shit some of the shelter staff had done to her. She had found a level of advocacy that I had not. Even with someone strong fighting on her side, however, she was hesitant to [...]

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wally-free

every sunday, i sit here and i fish. i put a worm on a hook, and i put the hook into the ocean of my thoughts and i wait for a nibble. and it comes. it comes.

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i’m ever so leery of advocates. “representatives” frighten me. it is my firm belief that something is lost in the translation when someone else is speaking for you.

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sometimes i think of the things that weren’t supposed to happen to me and i get upset all over again. i don’t want to, i don’t want to live there, but i do. i find myself rifling through those memories, reviewing those stories for the umpteenth time… it’s like traveling some well-worn road, the earth [...]

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and the beat goes on

i’ve been in a phenomenal career development program. these past few weeks i have been hard at work, defining my career goals and refining them, and the work has paid off. i find myself no longer desperately searching for any work i can get. now i have a plan for what i want to do [...]

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the sound of silence

every time i sit down to write, i find myself clearing first. the first few paragraphs that i write (sometimes more than a few paragraphs) are for clearing a way through the thought thicket, looking for signs of a path to follow, seeking footsteps in the brush, hunting tracks of a train of thought to [...]

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exit interviews

there is a woman at the shelter where i’m staying who is working on building her business. and she’s a complete dyke. a butch. one of those lesbians who never wear dresses. and if her shoe has a heel, it also has a steel toe. anyway. i was thoroughly enjoying talking with her. in the [...]

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