Bluegrass and Whiskey

I arrived at a party to the sound of someone playing “Wagon Wheel” on acoustic guitar.  I liked that song, so I introduced myself and started a conversation that I never wanted to end. “What kind of music do you listen to?” He asks. At the time, I was beginning to listen to traditional bluegrass […]

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This House is Blue

I haven’t written anything humorous in some time now.  I know, it’s shame because I’m hilarious even though I write like a drunken shrew who’s about half-way to death, way beyond crazy and spends most of her free time stalking boys from her car, while drinking a bottle of whiskey and eating entire bags of […]

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Deirdre’s Regret

I have put away my sorrow like an old shoe Worn out and shoddy But surely envied by somebody.   It was not a low thing Time spent with you Not a bad way to lose my youth.   It was the choice of our lives And I still have mine. Still rid of gray […]

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The Weight

I moved in two days before Christmas.  It was cold and raining; The kind of weather you hope against.  I expected worse.  It could have been worse, but I hate that phrase.  I hate that I think it as much as people say it to me. The movers leave at 3:00p.m. I am sitting on […]

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Something Not Me

“I got him back.  He’s shot up in my bones.  It’s the only place I know he’ll stay.”  I write. I believe we will get back together.  He will want to feel good and I know how to make men feel good. I know what to say and what to do.  I can make insecure […]

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I am, 31.

“I accidentally discharged 31,”  I hear her say behind a closed curtain, “but she’s not ready to go yet.” I wasn’t ready to go anywhere yet, but here I am. I am wearing paper clothes like a doll.  And like a doll, I feel nothing.  It is cold in paper clothes, but they give you […]

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Get Real

I slept for 26 hours of the last 48.  My king size bed was filled with clothes, popcorn, soda bottles, peanuts and little candy hearts that were sent to me in the same box with my contact lenses.  Thank you 1-800-contacts.   I rolled over and picked up one of the hearts.  It was blue, my […]

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